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,
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!


-Hope