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!
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~Robert Louis Stevenson
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xoabb
one of the things i love about fall is the gorgeous cobalt blue of the sky
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. And, I love every one of his poems;)
ReplyDeletei love to swing!
ReplyDeleteThis was the one poem that my parents used to recite to me. Thanks for posting!
ReplyDeleteThis is one of my favorite childhood poems, and such a perfect sky to go along with it. Weeeee!
ReplyDeleteReminds me of when the children were young. I used to sing them the swinging song that I made up.
ReplyDeleteGreat poem to go with the photo. I can remember swinging for hours as a child...up and down...just like the poem.
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