SWINGING TO THE MOON AND STARS...

When I was just a little girl
so many years ago..
No fear of my tomorrow's,
my fantasies in tow..

I would love to swing..
I loved to swing so high..
To the moon and stars,
I imagined I could fly..

The hills before me would
wrap me in their splendor..
I imagined I was beyond those
hills swinging, beyond any
earthly pleasure..

High, much higher,
beyond solid ground,
beyond  the stormy sea..
Excitement  lifted my spirit
to the moon and stars is
where I could see into eternity..

Imagination is a gift, a gift I still
use to dream, I use to forget..
That swing took me far away
from the realities I still often regret..

Age has not taken that
little girl inside of me ..
I'm swinging in my starship..
Off to the moon and stars..
I'M FREE...

Patsy McNutt Morgan
Revised on 06/16/14