Reminiscing the rides on the swing

Gazing through the calmness of the lake, rekindling your youth.
Hopping on the swing, swinging through whirling white reeds, rekindle childhood secrets and memories.
Drifting into the deep blue ocean, laying on your back and counting the stars.
Soaring high on the swing, running mindlessly through a field of white reeds, memories.
A collection of moments relighted by the shadow of a whirling trees.