She had a lot on her mind,

A great deal she needed to sort out.

She drove until seeing an empty park,

And decided to sit for a while.

The seat she chose was in a soft swing,

With ruts underneath made deep and dusty.

Before too long, she found herself swaying,

And throwing her head back she looked up to the sky.

She was suddenly grasping the chains on each side,

And pumping her feet to go higher.

Memories washed over her and her cares flew away.

Smiling, she jumped, landing clean on her feet,

She left then, with a spring in her step,

Having left her cares on the breeze