Friday, November 21, 2014

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,
Rivers 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!

(This one brings back a lot of great memories, whether it be a swing set, a tire swing on a tree or the swings at my grandmothers' houses. Now the joy comes from watching our grandchildren enjoy the swings.)

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