Skinned knees and dirty hands, Chocolate mustaches and powdered sugar smiles. Mornings snuggled under blankets, giggling at silly jokes. Afternoons sneaking cookie dough, Nights spent lost in storybooks. Legs pumping, squeals of laughter echoing, Faces turned toward the sun, wind swirling, hair spinning. "Higher mommy, higher!" "Hold tight" Swinging away and toward my heart. Days … Continue reading Swing time