A sweet summers day,
The light breeze and the gentle sway,
Of the flowers and trees,
And the soothing sound of the humming from the bees,
Amongst the tall trees there’s a tire swing,
As the butterflies are dwindling,
Away the tire swings lightly,
In the sun as it shines brightly,
It takes me back to my childhood days,
When the memories of the swing remind me of home in so many ways,
My mind traveled back in time,
And all the moments felt so sublime.
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