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Wednesday, September 05, 2007

"The Swing" by Robert Lewis Stephenson


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!


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This is Danielle's illustration for this poem. She says, "It is Seren and me on the swings, and there is a red wall, and blue sky."

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