She Swings Alone

distant moon . . . peeks through . . .  silent watcher

distant moon . . . peeks through . . . silent watcher

She Swings Alone

Dead tree on a hill
Empty swing sways
No one sees
Its ghostly companion

Daylight comes
Empty swing is still
Even a breeze
Can’t push the swing

Night falls again
Empty swing sways
Still invisible
She swings alone

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