Swing Set Poem, As Promised

So, fun disclaimer time, this is a work in progress. But anyway, here goes.

Ode to a Swing Set on a Winter's Night

Oh, for a swing set in a golden glade,
On a moonlit mountain in a starlit shade,
Silver chains to a plastic seat,
Where heart and soul and emotion meet,
Where the world is soaring beneath my feet,
May your memory never fade.

Oh, for the straight-jacket soul unbound,
Life in the motion and the wind is found,
One soars, one swings, one spins, one flies,
Stars turn to stripes, streaks, flashes in the eyes,
And the heart goes high, stretches up to the skies,
And the wind softly rushes into sound.

Oh, for the laugh and the smile of the moon,
As the stream lightly giggles, and laughs like a loon,
The treetops twinkle and the forests hum,
And the stars sing laughter 'til the dancers come,
And the wind swirls softly 'til my fingers numb,
And the sun says it's coming soon.

Oh, for the daybreak and the glorious light,
Orange, pink, black, purple, blue all fight,
To be the color we see the most,
And the seagulls scream, winging toward the coast,
While the swing set sings like the Heaven's host,
And the world is all lovely and bright.