Hi! This is Amy. I'm 10 years old and one of my favorite poems is by Robert Louis Stevenson. It was also one of my grandmother's and my mother's favorite poems. It's called THE SWING and I have copied it here. Enjoy!


How do you like to go up in a swing, up in the air so blue? Oh, I do think it the pleaseantest thing ever a child kood do! Up in the air and over the wall, till I can se so wide, rivers and trees and all over the countryside- till Ilook 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!