I gaze out my childhood window…
To the backyard on the side of
The house.
Everything is rich and green…
All our pets are buried there…
The rabbit, hamsters and dog.
I see a tree swing my dad hung…
I remember swinging free and feeling
The fresh air smells of summer and fall…
Playing with my brother and God.
Time to go in for dinner
Not a care in the world.
Now as a mother I understand…
All the meals, worries and hopes a day can bring…
And i want to swing.
I dream of gazing out my childhood window
Anytime i wish i can…
I go through the window
With our son.
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