Short poetry.
ON A SWING
I feel so young
Fresh and healthy
Fair and brave
Brimming on my swing.
I am so light and lithe
Mind flows with the body
Like a pendulum
From low to high
And back to low
And back again.
Movement is the pleasure:
Direction is just rubbish.
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