A gentle breeze strokes a child’s swing

In remembrance of the joyful music

That once played on this land

Bellows of child like laughter

Drums of pity pat feet

Beating towards the earth

A symphony of self worth

Indulging in what’s mine

An orchestra conducted by competitive times

Child like minds

Monitored by those who are interested

In equal or greater ranking

Authorities a popular ring tone

In HD with Dolby 5.1 capability

Going off in the movie theatre

In the middle of an important scene

Just let them play

Mother nature would say

Mother audience screams

Stop that or you’ll get a spanking

And outdoor DVR

A way to pause the cause

Along with the fallen sun

Come on I got to run

A tug of the hand

Collecting members of the band

Evacuating the stands

Abandoning their biggest fan

Who desperately can’t wait to see them again

A reason to blow and not be the wind

Entertained by their music as she gracefully dance

Sadly until then

                She’s just a gentle breeze who strokes a child’s swing

                                                                                In remembrance.