THE SWING



Life is like children on a swing.
We have both our highs and lows.
Back and forth - up and down.
That's really the way it goes.

We can swing all by ourselves I know;
All we have to do is try.
But swinging with another is the best
For then we can reach the sky.

And when from our peak we come down
It may not be the end.
For there is that expected push
From the one we call our friend.

But there must always come a time
When our friend must go
To leave us swinging by ourself.
Back and forth - to and fro.

Surely there will be another day
To swing up to the sky.
But this one was the very best
Until our friend said "Goodbye!"



 dedicated  to 
Evelyn

 Copyright (c) 1997 James Sage