Howling wildly, riding
the swing set petulantly
childhood tantrums ripping
body slamming sideways
into hardwood frames
rattling John Deer green
chains and empty
Sunflower yellow seats
taunting anxious babies
who wait, poised for
their chance to play
I saw this earlier and didn't comment, but of course I love it. Always nice to see your poetry, my friend. :-]
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