Playground - Tracey Harrington McCoy

We went there a lot, Michael and me.

The silver-plated tongue they called the slide.

Our fears rose and fell with each

pump of our legs. And absolute

freedom was found as our backsides left

the seats and through the mulch scented

air we flew until our feet landed on earth.

Until mother's whistle brought us home.

Tracey Harrington McCoy has been a writer and editor for 20+ years. Her writing had appeared in People Magazine, Newsweek, Forbes, Parents Magazine, HelloGiggles, and AARP.

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