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The Rope Swing
I watched as the rope swing swung and children laughed-
an interloper I- but yet I stayed
and watched for hours from the bench- they thought me daft
to waste a sunny day tucked in the shade.
But this bench for me became a small life raft
that saved me as the day began to fade.
For life, as days like this, to quickly end,
when bodies rest and souls alone must wend.
