Swing Sets

Swing Sets

A Poem by Alene Parr

Life’s a set of swings,

Alone in the wind.

For all the joy it brings,

Was left to rust again.

 

The wind just keeps on swinging,

And life just breathes in air.

And how the swings will long,

To swing without a care.

 

And all the world’s a playground.

The children harsh and cruel.

And all their parents foolish,

Hearts all cold as jewels.

 

The wind just keeps on swinging,

And life just breathes in air.

And how the swings will long,

To watch from nearer there.

 

If all the lives are hoping,

For only one more swing,

Then life is like this swing set,

And shares the joy it brings.

 

The wind just keeps on swinging,

And life just breathes in air.

And how the swings will swing now,

A mystery to bear.

© 2013 Alene Parr


Author's Note

Alene Parr
I found this one on my computer from a few years ago. I have no idea what I was talking about.

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"Life’s a set of swings,

Alone in the wind.

For all the joy it brings,

Was left to rust again.



The wind just keeps on swinging,

And life just breathes in air.

And how the swings will long,

To swing without a care."

So much truth and wisdom in those words ...A splendid poem...:)..................


Posted 10 Years Ago


Alene Parr

10 Years Ago

I'm really glad you think so! Thank you for reading! Cheers!
Sami Khalil

10 Years Ago

My pleasure...Any time...:).............
i like it . The idea behind this is sweet and kind. I wonder does it matter to the wind if we were here or not?

Posted 10 Years Ago


Alene Parr

10 Years Ago

Thanks for reading! Glad you enjoyed it. It can definitely be looked at in a few different ways. Che.. read more
well it sounds like you were talking about life when you get older you think a lot about obscure things
from the past how the swings are now idle rusting in the wind while you look on wishing you were there once again go ahead swing one more time

Posted 10 Years Ago


Alene Parr

10 Years Ago

I think I was probably talking about something about that. I think I'd just finished high school whe.. read more

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