Posted on 09/30/2011 9:58:38 PM PDT by JustAmy
THE TIRE SWING
A poem by Zach McClure
He gazed across
The wind-swept meadow
To a lone tree
Standing there
Its jagged, silhouette
Surrendered neath
A sky more firey embered
Than his flaming hair
Which crowned him then
But it was neither tree nor sky
That stole his youthful eye.
It was the tire swing
Whispering, promising,
With-me, you can fly!
The boy lept across the meadow
Like a deer panting for water,
Till at last
He climbed aboard his dream.
His round, black, holed
Flying machine.
Then, holding tight,
And bending to and fro
With all his might
Began to drive
Began to glide against
The sinking sun
Till it was night outside
Across the starry littered sky
Beneath the moons soft lullaby
Ascending ever higher
Make believing
Hes a flyer,
He smiles,
As he tips a wing.
He is an aviator.
He is the sky king!
And all because of one,
Old tire swing.
AMEN....to your graphic, Jaycee! Thank you verry much!
A long swath of Texas is..but others are still left out..I am so grateful for this nice LONG rain..
Lovely graphic to go with this darling poem!
Thank you, yorkie.
Wonderful graphic,ML! Thank you!! How does Linda like the rain?? Hope you have a great day! *HUGS*
What a pretty graphic, Meg! Do you know what that bush is between the trees?
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Such a beautiful “Autumn Sunday” graphic! Thank you, Yorkie!
I believe it is called a Firebush. Thank you, pam.
Right......what do you think the odds are of that really happening?? :) Blessed Lord's Day to you!
I can only bet you are!! :)
Hoping you have a great Blessed Sunday!
What a lovely Sunday graphic, Teenie! I’m guessing somewhere in Europe, maybe?
Hoping you all have a Blessed Sunday!!
So pretty!!
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What an outstanding poem and fall graphic with “the swing!! It brings back childhood memories of being on a swing and thinking “I’m flying and can I go higher?” Thank you so much!!
Thanks, Tiapam!
Linda loathes the rain. Especially the thunder and lightening. She howls and cries and jumps around in circles, and leaps up onto the bed and buries her face up against me.
Poor dear. I tried to explain to her that it is just the angels bowling, but she doesn’t buy it.
Indeed...It is actually quite nice right now (a little breezy), but just right for gardening!
Staying up listening to the rain was what I did Saturday night! It was worth it! :)
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