Swing Set

Rusty old gray swing set sits forgotten in backyard;
No children to run and climb on;
A vacant swing sits neglected
Where once a child tried to see how high they’d reach the sun.
No little hands to swing from bar to bar;
Or to dangle upside down trying not to fall.
Forgotten it sits;
For the children have grown and moved away.

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