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The Child and the Swing





Yesterday, while watching a little girl in a pink bonnet and pink mittens, her soft- creamy scarf knotted neatly on her neck, with her hands gripping the chain attach to the swing, swung freely and cheerfully--- I saw her smiles, her small-uneven teeth and her unexplained happiness- how pure were her smiles, her deepest blue eyes admiring every pushed her mother made. Pure laughter. Little giggles. Pure child. Pure heart.


Admiring the view and listening to her sweet laughter, my eyes were glued not on the child alone. My mind wanders through the swing, it was coming back and forth. Back and forth. The squeaking of metal, the rattling of the chains. The sounds. The snowflakes. And, the winds. Did she mind at all? She didn’t noticed. Careless. Carefree. And, happy.

How I thought? How I wonder? Like the child and the swing, it described its meaning. Like me and the time. I was swinging through time, catching all the events of my life, watching the snow coming and going, wishing it to go away- never even appreciate its glory. How ungrateful I become? Catching the bus, chasing the train, running back and forth in the subway. Did I even appreciate the day? How I dream that like a child I can laugh purely as the winter pours? Like a child I can giggle the day as the time goes, like a child I let the time comes and enjoy it as far as it goes.

Yes, you can never buy the time. You can’t retrieved it, either. But, would I barter my happiness because I’m catching and moving to and fro with time?




Like a child, how I dream to enjoy every ride….of my life!






Photo Credit: Shutterstock, K. Griffin and Skip O Donnel
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  1. •°°• IcyBC •°°•February 20, 2009 at 8:11 PM

    Great post Mys! I hope you do, catch all the ride of life and enjoy them thoroughly!

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  2. ♛ LORD ZARA 札拉 ♛February 21, 2009 at 1:53 AM

    Yeah!

    I do want to be like a child too!

    Enjoy my own life..=)

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  3. gillboardFebruary 21, 2009 at 5:27 PM

    yeah, sometimes i too envy the children's shallow happiness. it makes me want to go back to those days when my only problem was going to sleep in the afternoon. sigh

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  4. Glynis Peters February 22, 2009 at 10:35 AM

    Some days I walk to the top of the vineyards and run back down, the wind in my hair and non in my lungs! I love that feeling of being free, I shout and laugh like the girl on the swing. Then I put my sensible head back on, call the dogs and walk home a 51yr old again. Loved the blog topic.

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  5. LantawFebruary 23, 2009 at 4:11 AM

    how poignant :)

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  6. escapeFebruary 24, 2009 at 1:08 AM

    thanks for sharing. it touches the soul.

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  7. runnerfrogOctober 27, 2009 at 8:21 AM

    Although I'm not a believer but only a reader of holy books, this made me remember that statement of Christ about the bliss: "I tell you the truth, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore, whoever humbles himself like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven".

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