Boy’sLIFE # 276: BECOMING A BOOKWORM

THE BOY WOULD SWING FOR HOURS, CALLING OUT I’M “FLYING TO LEGO”
And TheBoy did escape from the SandHillHouse by entering Robert Louis Stevenson’s THE CHILD’S GARDEN OF VERSES. In the rhymes TheBoy could fly anywhere.
 
THE SWING
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!