some thoughts on playgrounds

Push me Daddy as I swing, listen Daddy as I sing. You hold me dear, You hold me near, in Your arms I laugh at fear. Up and down, all around, in this playground of Your love. Tag “your it” scream angels from above. Ring-around-the-Rosy, a pocket full of posies, ashes, ashes, we all fall down. Ring-around-my-Daddy, changes all the posies, beauty, beauty, I get my crown.. You run this way, I run that way. I catch You and we play. Hide and Seek with Papas eyes, I’ll find You easy, You’re my prize. On this swing I sit and wonder, if its possible to go higher. So Push me Daddy as I swing, listen Daddy as I sing.