The Swing – A Viator Poem

Surrounded by sunflowers

Sitting on a swing

Toes dragging in the dirt

My mind wandering on her

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I try to gather courage

Surrounded by sunflowers

Toes drawing hearts in the dirt

Wishing she was at my side

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Toes retracing her name

Seeing her sitting on this swing

Surrounded by sunflowers

Just snuggling with me

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Sun high in the sky

A shadow passes over me

“May I join you?” she asks

Surrounded by sunflowers

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