When I was a child
I remember the swing
In the garden
My dad had made it of wood
And there it stood
sat on the swing
So high I swung
It was the dawn
Fresh day
My life just begun
The dew on the grass glistened Like a million little lights
I imagined they were fairies
As they twinkled bright
I’d swing higher and higher
As high as I could
On the dear old swing
Made of wood
It creaked very much
But I didn’t mind
It was a great feeling
No other kind
Swinging high
So high
Then off I’d jump
With a thump
The birds were singing
And the day so quiet
Like me
I said not a word
Whilst the whole of the World could be heard
I’d listen
And watch those fairies glisten
It was another day
Childhood days so innocent I cherish themIn my memory
Peaceful days
Of happy times
No strife
Just a simple family life
With my mum my dad my brother My aunties and uncles Cousins grandmothers
Our pet dog
A budgie too
Life was just grand
Through and through
We all got on,we laughed a lot, we loved each other
Happy days Days like this there could be no other
We’d meet for tea and celebrations
Tea the very heart of our nation!
Around a table altogether
Whatever the climate
Whatever the weather
Happy daze
Photo of my brother and I on the swing with our dog Trixie
