The Swing

by Robert Louis Stevenson

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!


nea said...

sweet. :)

PleaseRecycle said...

That picture was from the day she "learned herself how to swing". She was so proud!

Mommo said...

I've recited that poem so many times to my children that now whenever I see a child on a swing those words are in my thoughts. What an amazing connection!

Anonymous said...

I love the picture and poem together. It is PERFECT, sell it and make your millions or at least enough money to buy a house in the West. -liz