Greetings, dear Steemians
This is my 9th ballpen drawing for the OCD and CreativeCoin #Inktober contest.

The word Swing brought memories of one of my daughters growing up. There was this little park in the in-campus apartment complex we were renting and among the few rides we had available there were these swings she loved so much.

She would make up all kinds of games and adventures. She was on top of the world when she was there, wiggling her little feet in the air.

She loved to lay on her belly, run like a plane about the take off and fly her creative flights taking me with her.

I was in grad school learning about literature and the power of imagination, while my daughter was teaching me what it really meant to use your imagination if you want to be a good parent.

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