Swinging back to childhood


I spied a swing in the park today when I took my child out to play.

Oh! What memories it evoked. It left me feeling warm & stoked.

It took me right back to my childhood and time was till, yes it stood;

As I just stood there and gazed at it. Then I approached, went to sit.


The first shove lifted my feet off the ground, Oh Heart! the joy I found!

The swish and swoosh of the air as I swung to and fro in abandon’s lair.

My child looked at me mouth agape as she saw my hair on the ground trape.

She could not fathom the child in me, she’d never seen me so gay, be.


As I swung there for a time, flashes of memories played a jaunty mime.

They came and went in mind’s depth, left me feeling happy yet bereft.

Oh! What I would’ve done to just go back, to just have one more crack,

At a childhood that passed too soon, one that I enjoyed to the moon.

Image – Paige Muller via unsplash

About Sonal Singh

I believe that life is a repertoire of anecdotes. The various situations that we encounter, the many incidents of every day, the people we meet, our conversations with them; all make life a melange of tales. And, that is what I attempt to capture through my writing. My cooking is no different! It reflects my love for travel and my love for innovation. The kitchen is my happy place. So, even though by vocation I am a recruiter (www.rianplacements.com), by passion I am a writer, home chef and a hodophile.

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