Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Oct 2014
Your seat was one we all sat in
And the days swung by like swings
Going higher into the sky
You're flying
And the blue is magnificent
Whilst the sun shines blindingly
Blissfully we jump
The grass brushes the soles of our feet
Before we fall to the ground as the world spins so sweet
The birds and distant trains make for a peaceful reverie
Whilst the days feel like they're a part of you
And they will always be
Even when they're over you remember them so clearly
The seat will never be empty and you will always be there
I see you sitting in it now
We're no longer there to take it
And the swing is flying higher than ever before
With those little faces so happy
Those trains forever rolling along
Those birds singing beautifully as the kitchen chimes with life
The icecream van tune that threatened your Walls bought gift
A funny thing which for some reason stays unforgotten
I sit on the swing, the teal and yellow memory
And with a longing ache, I smile.
SNRussell
Written by
SNRussell
278
   Sundas and Timothy
Please log in to view and add comments on poems