Swing

I sit.
The wind moves through the trees and reaches me.
The chains creak a little.
I rock slowly on my toes and back to my heels again.
The chains creak a little more.
I push off the ground and watch the gravel under me roll away with the brush of my feet.
I push off a little harder my feet no longer touching the ground.
My hair starts to move in the wind.
I'm getting higher, the ground is farther away.
I feel free as if my worries just fly off my shoulders and my burdens go too.
I feel like I'm flying and there's no limit to where I can go or what I can do.
I feel at peace when I swing.
My feet hit the ground now.
Harder this time.
Until I stop.
Now I sit.
The wind moves through the trees and reaches me.
The chains creak a little.
I open my eyes and look around.
I stand.
Ready to face life now.
Ready to fight.
I am ready for reality to settle back in after my dream in the sky.
When i sit.
And the chains creak.
And I just...

Swing.