Swing, Swing,Swing

"I miss you"

She was my best friend.

We often played in the playground.

See all the kids, hundreds of them.

But we can manage, just the two of us.

We had our territory, only us allowed to enter.

It was this area; dusty and old-looking.

There, lies two swings.

They were meant for us, it was our own world.

But one day, I was all alone.

Suddenly I was swinging and singing alone.

"swing,swing swing" we often sang.

That's our song, only we can sing the three words.

Where is she? Tears running down my eyes.

I started singing again, hoping she'll hear me.

I sang louder, still no sign of swings bumping.

I stayed there until midnight, still singing.

I wished I was this wolf, who cried and was heard.

I was singing a song, no response.

Where is she, I asked her friends.

They only said, she won't swing again.

Why? I asked myself.

This was our life, our childhood.

I knew she was gone for she told me that,

This swing is her life, and the swing not at all moving.

But I remembered her promise, she'll sing for me,

When I am on my own.

Swing,swing,swing, I heard her voice.

She was with me, in my heart as I continue to swing harder

And sing louder :)

Reviews

[Dahlia Phoenix]

Childhood friendships are memorable. They make so many memories and when they grow older, they remember those moments like it was yesterday. This poem had a flow and when I read down where the character is alone pointing out the other friend is gone, it makes it really sad. Sometimes we do things to remember those we care for and that's the deepest love for a friend. The swings is a perfect representation.

[HeIsWe]

This is sad but understandable. Death took someone away ( a good friend, sibling,or parent) in their prime.

[Ian Danton]

Simple direct and poignant. It cuts to the heart of the loss and how we cope. great expression.

[Raven Starhawk]

Death of a friend or relative, a child, mother or father is the worst of life's events. There is nothing like it and yet we all know that someday our time will come to face the conclusion of those before us. Well penned.