Sitting on the Swing I listened to the chirping of the birds,
Were they telling me something or just giving me company?
Their Story of the day or their complaint about the water they didn’t get to drink today,
All I had to do was listen to their narration and fill their stories with words,
Although I was alone on the swing, their sound of laughter, tears and joy gave peace to me,
While being busy in our daily lives we don’t seem to have the time,
To share each other’s tears, joy and be together as “WE”,
To tell each other about the tales of the day and laugh together like the birds,
A story of pain, a story of joy or simply a story of our day,
If you give few minutes of your day to talk with someone you love,
Maybe you will find solace in the crowd,
And peace in the story your loved ones have to share.