Holding On

swinging

I’m a kid again, flying in circles around my dad.
“Hold on!” I scream as a dizzy blur of houses,
Trees and summer grass race by.

He laughs at me, then shifts to supersonic speed.
I hear the wind and turn my head to see
His smiling face relishing the joy
Of giving joy away.

1/27/2001
-photo credit to Cliff Philipiah-

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