Picture This

This is bliss

Innocence unaltered

Untouched, uncorrupted chaste

Spinning and whirling

The music and lights overtaking them

The sights, sounds, and smells

Of the park wavering

In and out and around

Smiling faces and giggles galore

Shared joy at trying to hold hands

While the spinning continues

All feelings of sadness

Anger, hatred, displeasure,

Annoyance and unhappiness

Are lost in the dance

Of the flying swings