Up.............. down................. up.................... here goes the swing
Sometimes along the wind
Sometimes against the wind
“Enjoy the swing little girl”
Her little friends stand behind her
Push her & cheer loudly
A few strong hands push her higher & higher
The girl laughs merrily………
……… as the swing goes up in wind
A few tender hands push her lightly …… hands not strong enough
“ stamp your feet on the ground dear…
… so that you can swing higher “
Says the tender hands
And two graceful figures …… Stand beside the swing
Leaning over the pole……… Watching the little girl swing
The lines on their face says they have seen
…… many many such swings
“Why don’t they push me?!” thinks the little girl
Little kids get tired of pushing
They leave her swing & go play for themselves
The two step in now
they just rock the swing
……… as the swing looks like a cradle to them
The little girl turned back & saw a twinkle in their eyes
My little girl, it’s not in their eyes…..
That’s the dream in your eyes
.........................getting reflected in theirs
Swing along little girl
Merrily along the wind
Boldly across the wind
& bravely against the wind…………
…………… that gushes through your ears
