The Swing
How do you like to go up in a swing,
Up in the air so blue?
Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing
Ever a child can do!
Up in the air and over the wall,
Till I can see so wide,
River and trees and cattle and all
Over the countryside--
Till I look down on the garden green,
Down on the roof so brown--
Up in the air I go flying again,
Up in the air and down!
Source: https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/the-swing-by-robert-louis-stevenson
The imagination of that man, just wonderful.
ReplyDeleteAs a kid, I used to swing up high, even competing with friends to see who can swing the highest without fear of falling.
ReplyDeleteMargaret D....I agree
ReplyDeleteNancy..........Me too