There were shadows, shadows that came, to our playground that, hogged up the swings, they just, got on them, and, refused, to get off, and we’d, done all that we could, to get them, to get off, so we can, have our, turns, but, nothing, worked…
Shadows on the swings, why are you here? Did you NOT play on the playgrounds before you died, is that why, you’d, come back, to make up for what you never had the chance of having? I asked. Silence…………
Shadows on the swings, they will, always, stay there, they’re, not going away, until, we allow them, enough time, but to do what, huh? Those shadows, they just, sat quietly, on those, swings, without a word, and the rest of us, we can’t, have our turns on them!!!
Shadows on the swings, they’d, hogged the swing sets, long enough, and, we children had, banded together, put on, those Ghostbuster’s outfits, to, EXOCISE them all away, because, we’d, HAD it, those shadows on the swings, they don’t really, swing on the swings, they just, take up the space, and the rest of us, can’t play…………