Monday, January 23, 2012

my favourite things/ a swing hung from the rafters

I have a memory
and because it has pressed
so dear to my heart
I built a swing for my kids
years ago

it hung from the basement
the swing
the memories

Peter and Wendy
Randy and me
playing for hours
pushing each other
unwinding dizzy and giddy
with childish glee
a bare basement
except for the swing
and all the friendship
a child ever needs

so I wanted a swing
for my kids
and when some would practice piano
the others would swing
in rhythm
or out
but the swing
was still the same

all I have of that family
from way back
before my mom died
and people walk away
and distance separates
is a swing
and all the memories
that sway back and forth
filling my heart
with all the childish glee
and friendship
a child ever needs

one day from heaven's rafters
I will swing with
all of heaven's joy
and all my friends
will be there
and the laughter
will be shared

a swing
hung from
the basement

my favourite things


  1. You have my heart in this one, Susan. My most distinct, reach-out-and-touch memory of my childhood is my grandmother's porch swing. It is one of the first things I ever wrote about in this blog space. We would snap beans from that swing, sing, tell stories, rock children, play catch, cry and be held, count stars, smell hay, listen to piglets squeal and on and on and on. Ah yes, a swing is the BEST!

    We could hug on a swing, too!

    1. wonderful to think back to all that fun...I would love to have been there to see your days as they passed with the swing and your grandmother's friendship. You have just given me a glimpse!

  2. Beautifully written. It brought back memories of my boys loving their swings. My youngest would swing and swing and swing. There's something simple yet exciting about a swing!

    1. yes indeed... though my son's swinging and swinging evolved into real and true skydiving once he left the home nest...He says it is even more exciting! Oops
      Praying for angels all around

  3. I loved to swing too . . . I think it actually activates memories of our womb-time. Call me crazy but that's what I think and why I think it appeals to people of all ages. A remembrance (for most at least) of the safety and security of the womb. Beautiful piece, Susan, as always.

    1. love your thoughts on this Dawn... about as close as we can come to that 'womb sway'... love it!

  4. I love a swing, a big swingy-swing that lets you swoop and glide and feel the wind in your face and along your legs. It is freeing, settling, healing. Thank you for reminding me how much I love and need a swing. :-) XO

    1. I guess we were all kids :) I agree with you totally my Rambling Tart!

  5. my grandmother has always had a swing hanging in her kitchen...
    and we have one hanging by our fire and one in the boys room...
    did you know there is something called "swing therapy" 30mins swinging does wonders.
    good memories for all

    1. that's awesome... I know it works!
      Thanks for sharing... I would love to see your swings:)