ocean & swing
a book of poems and illustrations. unpublished |
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The sky's getting bluer
I take deep breath in,
I jump in the ocean,
I swing with the swing.
Today I'll be seaweed - Tomorrow the wind,
Because there is ocean,
The ocean and swing.
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Ride my bike up to the sky,
I will kiss my room good-bye.
I will fly above the rooftops-
picking apples from the trees.
And when sun tells me it's noon-
I will head up towards the moon.
Have a picnic,
Chase the stars,
Watch the earth spin from afar...
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I wonder who
and why
and where
Had made up rules on what to wear...
And how to play,
And what to eat,
And whom to like,
And how to be...
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Because when I got up today,
I thought that it might be ok
To paint my shoes bright-sparkly-red
And only make half of my bed,
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And hop one legged down the street,
Smiling at people that I meet...
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I find I'm always on the go,
And she's on the fly
He's on the swing,
They're on the run,
But sometimes being still is fun.
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