The swings

Natalia Corres
2 min readOct 11, 2023

The old man seemed to stagger, his legs weak, he made it to the ancient iron swing set. The gray skies and cold wind promised a wintry night and he knew he had to get to shelter, but again, he felt so very weak.

He stood a moment, then reached out to the iron pole to steady himself. Blinking, the sound of laughing children filled his ears, and bright sun shone. Two small girls were swinging higher and higher.

He pulled his hand from the pole, and winter chilled him to the bone. This time he moved to the empty swing and closing his eyes, he sat. “Go higher!” he heard and he opened his…