Swinging Love

09:19

Swing me high

So,

I can touch the sky

You are my childhood memory.

Hours after hours

I spend so many evenings with you

The days are passed

But,

Memories are still fresh

Life is a race

And, time is less now.

You are my soul and

I Love You the most

So many stories untold

Give me the charisma back

and….

Swing me high

So,

I can touch the sky.

#FridayReflections

6 comments

Vinay Leo R.15 May 2016 at 22:41
Very true. Life does seem a race now, with not time to spend in the park, where we once loved swinging higher and felt the supportive push of a parent or friend. :)
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Lux G.16 May 2016 at 02:34
Now, that's just beautiful.
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Unknown18 May 2016 at 01:18
Life just rolls on by doesn't it? So different to when we were kids and living in the moment
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Corinne Rodrigues18 May 2016 at 22:50
Oh yes, we can all do with that simplicity and joie de vivre, can't we?
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