remember
Swing, my sweet, awhile,
the world will be here still.
The wiles and worries restless,
I pray not touch your little ears.
The sun shines for strong reason.
Dance with it till heart's content.
Troubles fade with laughter;
a child-like merriment.
-Elena McCoy
* this was birdie's first time swinging....he's already a big fan :)
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