The Playground

 

I use to come here often

To this playground

I always loved the swingset

I could swing back and forth

And let my troubles go

I always loved this place

Just a quiet little corner

Of the world

Sometimes I just sit here

All by myself

Deep in thought

Read a book or two

Watch the children play

Sometimes they climb

The trees over there

And ride their bicycles

Down trodden paths

Where lovers walk

Hand in hand

Brings a smile

To my face

I really love this place

 

 

Reviews

[AK]

Every now and then when I visit my home town alone I'll drive out to the spot where my childhood home used to stand. The house is gone now, there's just a vacant lot. But the surrounding mountains are still there (even after all therse years) and the memories never fail me. I still miss the view of those mountains.

Thanks for this one.

[Sheila Kline]

Dear Debileah....this is such a sweet memory! I would just love to be on that swing set right now...just swinging up in the air, and leaving all troubles behind.