When swings could make you fly...

When swings could make you fly... Originally uploaded by trishm2girls

This photo reminded me of an oldie from the archives... When swings could make you fly and the sand filled up your toes. When grass asked you to run and the flowers touched your nose. Pictures weren't for poses and laughter wasn't planned. Friendships weren't for sale and freedom was the land. I can still remember when a watch was worn for fun and the only time we kept was determined by the sun. When before our hearts were broken and the pain took up the time. We loved without the fear of being left behind. I can still remember when a secret could be kept, and our hands were held through thunder on the nights we never slept. Pictures weren't for poses and laughter wasn't planned. Friendships weren't for sale and freedom was the land.