Keep swinging on swings

Since Fall refuses to start its cool, we took to the Park this sunny Sunday morning. Four children and I went for a walk at first. Then they ran to the playground, the bright yellow bars and obstacle courses. Then four children started swinging on swings. Just to be a child on swings is joy that keeps giving this bright sunny morning. Then the wind started to blow, this cool gentle breeze. Maple trees swayed as gentle as the breeze. While my children, kept going back and forth, swinging on swings. I’ll rather be here this morning, with my children swinging on swings.

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