Forgotten

I am sitting here alone
Moving slightly in the breeze
It’s been weeks since I’ve seen anyone
My only company is the golden leaves

I long for the days
That moved so quickly by
When children would swing on me
I would take them to the sky

The rush of freedom
As I swung up high
The gleeful laugh
As they watched the world rush by

I was important, the favourite
No one else was ever used as well
But I have been forgotten
From my high horse I fell

I have been abandoned
Left alone in a once bustling playground
Just a poor solitary swing
Watching the world go round