Swinging in the Sunshine

I nestle down onto the smooth leather strap,

each hand wrapped around a cool metal chain. 

The familiar seat hugs my body and the weight of the world disappears.

With my feet I gently push back
and then stretch out my legs. 

Dust mingles
with the summer air.

Swish...

 

Dragging my flip flops through the dirt,

knees bent for another push,

legs slowly pumping back and forth,

feet in the sky, eyes on the trees.
 

Wheeeee!

How long it's been since I've been on a swing. 

Yet, how instantly the rhythmic motion welcomed me,
sending me years back into my childhood.

What a simply joyful summer afternoon.