Poetry Friday

I was pushing Katie on the swing yesterday afternoon and was reminded of this poem.  What amazed me was that I could remember the poem perfectly, though I haven't thought of it for a long time.  What affinity children have for memorizing and how perfect the poetry of Robert Louis Stevenson is to tuck away in the corners of their young brains!

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 country side—

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!