Sitting on the swing,
Legs paddling the air,
Staring into her childhood.
A golden era;
No stress, no decisions, no tension.
Life has changed her,
Rearranged her priorities:
Slave to schedules, deadlines.
She’s swinging high,
Way above worries,
Way above life.
Copyright wordz2Go May 2015
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