The Silver Gate Swings
by Robert Louis Stevenson & Me
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 could do!
Up in the air and over the grass,
Till I can see so wide,
River and tree and moose and all,
Over the mountain pass...
Till I look up to the glacier white,
Down on the buffalo brown,
Up in the air I go high as a kite,
Up in the air and down!