An amusement worth trying
It’s the closest to flying
With legs and arms pumping
It sends our hearts thumping
When young, it’s a thrill
Now I’m over the hill
And unduly cautious
And prone to be nauseous
Yet given the chance
Across sand I dance
And grab nearest swing
To fly without wings
I might look quite silly
With my slip showing frilly
My knees crack and pop
Once started I can’t stop!
But soon my head aches
Yikes! It comes with no brakes!
I’ll drag feet until
I am dizzy, but still…
There's a child that's inside
That says YES! to each ride
And I'll stay ever young
Till the last swing has swung!