The Swing
By: Rena Mallillin
In the park
Hanging unconsciously
The swing were there
Since the beginning of you and me
When we were kids,
We used to play in this special swing
I get to sit
And you push me with that metal string
We were teens
Our friendship turned into love
We’re still in that swing
Still giving me a shove
This day is show special
It’s our first kiss
Same place where we first met
There’s nothing the swing can’t miss
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