This is the first poem I learned from a small book of poems when I was about 5. I still like it. Do you remember how much fun it was to swing, even from a tire swing under a tree? Have a nice weekend.
Maggie
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!
Hello Doru,
Thank you for the wink back.
My message today was inspired from
Maggies comment on my profile. Thank you Maggie, for the good message …. So true!!
Thanks for the info, not sure I understand all of it yet. Have a good week. Its pretty nice here in Mexico, but at home in Canada its pretty darn cold. Not going home for awhile yet.