I don't think i ever realized the joy that could be found in swinging; but on my walk today i decided to stop by Veteran Park and swing. Is it weird that i was having more fun than the little girl sitting under the slide? And i am certain the soccer players thought i was un poco loco. But as they looked on in confusion, i looked up swinging with my Abba.
"I see Your face in every sunrise
The colors of the morning are inside Your eyes
The world awakens in the light of the day
I look up to the sky and say
You’re beautiful"
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