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My Swing

A poignant poem about swing and the joys of Nature, by Sarala, exclusively for Different Truths.

My life has been a swing for long time
Left to right and right to left
I swing without fear and with force
I swing up too plucking the green leaves on the tree
 
I loved my swing which was
Made of a long coir rope
Tying both sides of the tree and
I enjoyed my swinging with a friend of mine
 
I had the confidence to
Swing along with singing songs of
Nature as I am a nature’s child grown up in
The sweat of the sun!
 
When I felt the need
I should be successful in life
I turn to my swing which has
So far never disappointed me!
 
A swing is a swing for me always 
And my mood swings
Disappeared so fast as
I swing left, right, and upward!

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Sarala Balachandran
Sarala Balachandran was working with an import-export organisation in the administrative department for 38 years. She retired eleven years back. Married, with two sons aged 43 and 36, she took interest in writing recently. She writes free verses.

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