Joys of a Tree Swing

Tree Swing
by Mitch White

(Sung to the tune of “Row, Row, Row Your Boat”)

Swing, swing, swing your feet
Then you point your toes
Lean, lean, lean on back
Pull your legs in close

Hold, hold, hold on tight
Tightly to the rope
Grip, grip, grip it right
Never let it go

Spin, spin, spin around
Pull your feet back in
Slow, slow, slow it down
Point your toes again

Smile, smile, smile real wide
Swinging on your swing
Laugh, laugh, laugh inside
Life is but a dream.

Ah, the simple pleasures of life! This poem-put-to-music brings back so many childhood physical responses and memories of swinging in a wonderful tree swing which my grandfather built for my sister and me. No backyard swing set or city park chain swings could compare with Grandpa’s tree swing. Below is a picture of my younger sister – still so young that she needed Daddy to push her - enjoying that amazing swing.



For an excellent “How to Build a Tree Swing”, go to: http://prairierosehouse.blogspot.com/2005/08/how-to-build-tree-swing.html
I can hardly wait to construct a tree swing for my future grandchildren!



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!

~ Robert Louis Stevenson