Maggie Swings

Dusty feet dangling free in the air
Sassy wind teasing and twirling her hair
’Neath swaying willow and bright harvest moon
Maggie is swinging and humming a tune

Out in the meadow a cricket replies
Adding its strain to the night’s lullabies
Across the cool garden, above rippling lawn
Maggie is swinging and singing a song

Maggie sings louder, her wee voice is drowning
The sound from the window under the awning
Daddy and Mommy and angry words flinging
Higher and higher Maggie is swinging

Louder and louder across the green sea
Maggie keeps singing ‘Jesus loves me’
Voice of an angel borne on the wind
Maggie keeps swinging and singing again

“Jesus loves me, yes this I know
Because the Bible tells me so”
Into the night with an invisible throng
Maggie is swinging and singing a song

Tears flow unheeded as Maggie is swinging
Her prayer is repeated as Maggie is singing
Dusty feet dangling free in the air
Maggie is swinging and singing a prayer

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…however, let each one of you love his wife as himself
And let the wife see that she respects her husband. Eph.5:33