The Swing (Tanka) Poem by ray Schreiber
The Swing (Tanka)
Rating: ★5.0
an old two by six
hanging from two rusted chains
relic of the past
this oak and metal mobile
in a long forgotten woods
Sunday, July 4, 2010
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4/24/2024 11:06:37 PM # 1.0.0.1119
It's amazing how certain old relics have a way of bringinh emotional attachment. A beautiful nostalgic piece. Thanks. 10