Waiting for a push. To fly higher and higher with your feet trying to touch the tops of trees or even trying to kick the clouds.
Giggles, laughter, whispers. The breeze blowing in hair, the feel of the wind on your face!
See who could swing higher, almost like flying.
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| Day # 340 "Swing" |
The swings are quiet, waiting for you.
See you tomorrow with Day # 341!
Jewels
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