The Swing

A soaring poem that captures the joy of childhood, by Robert Louis Stevenson.

A girl happily sitting on a swing. The Swing BY ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON

Read by Richard Audio edited by Jana

Hello this is Richard, and I’m here with a soaring poem 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!

And that was the Swing, by Robert Louis Stevenson. A short but sweet poem that made me feel just a little bit giddy. For now, from me Richard, at Storynory, goodbye