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You know what you don't
see much now
Is the old fashioned
wooden swing
Hanging on the front porch
So much pleasure it would
bring.
I know my Grandma had one
Each day I'd go and play
My doll and I would swing
and swing
The whole live long day.
We never thought the chain
links
Would hold up the abuse
they took
I'd swing in that swing,
lull myself to sleep
Reading my story book.
I would swing when the sun
was shining
And swing with the moon so
bright
Grandma would rock and I
would swing
Until bedtime each night.
We wouldn't have time
today you know
To enjoy the luxury of a
porch swing
They are few and far
between
And all the joy they could
bring.
But the memories still
linger
Like so many other's do
Because you are someone I
think of today
I'm sharing this memory
with you.
Ginny Bryant©
Journey Of Love
NOTE: Ginny's poetry and verse is Copyright
through
the Library Of Congress and cannot be copied
or used by whole or part in any way without
her
written permission....
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Would Like In A Poem
For A Small Fee I Will
Write It For You)
Music, "Sweet Gentle Dream" |
