The joy of Swings

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              uploaded by pensiero.

Today when I read the prompt for READ WRITE POEM, I almost cried.  I remember when the carnival would come to town or the little street fairs with swings, and my daughter Kendra would stare...stare in awe...stare in amazement at the beauty of swinging so high...she always loved going high...there's a freedom in the air, much like I would imagine wings would make me feel...much as I've felt when I've skydived...I remember that when she was 3 she wanted to go so badly, but she was too short to ride the ride...but the carnie saw how badly she wanted to ride and asked me to come back later.  He let her ride special by herself for more than the allotted time.  I never saw a child more delighted...more joyful than in that moment.  To this day, it's still her favorite ride.  I wonder if it still gives her the same joy at 20, that it did on that day.  I hope so...because a mom has no greater wish than to see her children SOAR!!!

Comments

[Jane]

Hi Marie!

Love the photo! Your post brings back memories of carnivals and playgrounds. Swinging so high that you think your swing will go right over the top bar. Breen went skydiving in California with his son and showed us the video. Wow would I love to do that!

Much love to you...
Jane

[Valaine]

What a beautiful memory :)