Life goes on….even when your candidate doesn’t win….. even when you run out of decoupage two sheets of scrapbook paper too early….even when the seven pounds won’t come off…..and even when you’re children think you’re crazy for trying to learn to swing dance from a girl name “Tracy” that lives in your computer. The sun rises, we wake up to another beautiful day and thank God that we live in America…..where we can vote and decorate and dance and……swing. So, to cheer myself up, I downloaded a video of my girls reciting a poem…..called “The Swing” while swinging.
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,
River 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!