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Swing Cushion

 

The squeak and then squeaking of unoiled squeaks

Reminds me of porch swing days of my youth.

I miss worn faded swing cushions on muggy buggy days,

Ice cream leaking on toes and swinging away.

 

Couldn’t hide from the world; I’d spend most the day

Swinging lone watching cloud actors in a sky play.

On the porch again, grandma to wipe up the leaks

Between squeak and then squeaking of unoiled squeaks.

 
– Jerry Grinstead


Swing Cushion

 Acrylic 48" x 24"
– Nancy Roycroft