Wouldn’t you like to go up in a swing
And never come down again
Just fly through the air like a bird on a wing
And stay up there hanging and then

When you come down at a time that you choose
After seeing the world from up there
It all will seem different, with nothing to lose
And your life will feel lighter than air

You see when the way you see things has been altered
You’ll better appreciate life
The bonds will be broken that once had you haltered
There’ll be decrease in trouble and strife.

Okay, see; this is what happens when you wait until the last thing at night to you write your poetry.


About windwalker07

I'm a Jamerican; American born of 2 Jamaican parents. I am a voracious reader, a writer, a wife and a mother of 5 (1 girl). My favorite genre is science fiction but I will read anything. my favorite author right now is Lee Child (this changes often) I listen to all kinds of music but my favorites are jazz, Latin-jazz and classical. I write whatever comes to me and I've learned to start whether I have something or not.

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