Swing Me to the Moon
Swing, swing, swing me up high
Rock me to the moon let me kiss the sky
With tip toes out-stretched and tickling the air
Sunshine is dancing on blue skies so fair
A whisper on a current so smooth and free
Swing me up high come dream with me
Up, Up, stepping on to cloud nine
On this pulley of joy made of twine
Blazing the heavens up with a swoosh
My insides are tickling, down with a whoosh
Let me compass the world up and above
Soaring the cosmos on this limb of a love
A giggle a laugh tossed to the breeze
This rising to fall, is a glorious tease
A dance with the clouds is wonderful play
This freedom of heart where I long to stay
Soft cotton tuffs with marmalade skies
Expressions of wonder and dancing eyes
Come laugh with me and play me a tune
Sing me a song then swing me to the moon
Copyright©
Cindy Bennett 
1/28/02