It felt like He was watching
when I looked at the sky.
And the rhythm of the swing
was like a gentle lullaby.
That swing saw sweethearts kissing,
and soothed a child to sleep.
It gave me many happy hours,
that I will always keep.

It heard songs of happy voices
with the strum of a guitar.
The swing let me see sunshine,
and many a shooting star.
It always welcomed anyone
that needed its embrace.
And it saw tears and smiles,
in its special place.

It held memories I cannot forget,
as I look back to long ago.
The swing of my childhood
is where God, I got to know.
It held granny's Bible
and fed strangers on its old worn seat.
It let us tarry in the shade,
when we couldn't bear the heat.

I need that old swing to be in my life,
right here and now.
If it could be brought back,
I'd make a solemn vow.
To keep it forever and love it
as a cherished friend.
And its soothing comfort,
to the world I'd send.

Just an old swing on our back porch so long ago.
But the best friend.....That I could ever know.