Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Respite Wednesday

Miss Lydia on . . .

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!

12 comments:

Britt-Arnhild said...

Looks great!
Can I come over to play with you?

MARIA said...

Me too Britt..

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Dawn said...

That picture goes so well with the poem...I love it. Have a great day.

Flea said...

That looks like so much fun! I'm tempted to head for the park today. :)

Julie said...

What a cute photo! I love swinging.

farmlady said...

I love this poem! One of my favorites when I was a child. Great photo to go with it.

Judith said...

Such fun! I remember having to memorize the poem. I loved it then - and now.

FancyHorse said...

I loved to swing when I was a child! The poem expresses it beautifully.

Kat said...

Is there anything more carefree than swinging? You simply can not be stressed out while swinging.
Lovely. :)

Karen Deborah said...

I love this poem! Knew that one hardy har har.... I can't swing anymore because of the ear stuff but I used to hit the treetops I just know I did!
My garden needs you. The fall clean up is at a disaster stage. The house looks nice, the yard,... ooooh the last frost changed plants into something slimy that resembles this other gross substance that has something to do with bodily functions.

By the way, I love the twelve days of Christmas idea, but HOW are you going to do that? 4 calling birds, would you like some Mockingbirds?
3 french hens? how about the maids a milking? How how how? the suspense is getting to me you know I am losing sleep at night. OCD or CDO is you need things in their right order.
WISH we could have another visit.
I want to go to the Piggies for eggnog...

hug the biguns...

noble pig said...

And the swing remains my favorite playground object. You are never too old for a swing. Sigh.

Becky said...

I took a swing at the park the other day and was having a blast until I noticed how much I was making the entire contraption sway :-0 Not made for stout I guess. ;-)

I see my watch me wednesday left you a little speechless. LOL! I may have your only recorded one word comment. :-D