To and Fro

Love, memories of childhood joy

~To and fro~

My Love it falls
Upon the breeze
And gently leaves
Good memories

In world unique
Where Love does speak
Like smiles that children
Swinging seek

That to and fro
And, Oh-- the peak!
Where up again
We look, and shriek!

Happy-laughing
Marveling--so
Those butterflies...
To and fro

~Jason Clark