a swing drops you into the sky.
Back, it draws you away down deep,
forth, it flings you in a sweep
all the way to the stars and back
---Gooby, Jill; Goodby Jack:
shuddering climb wild and steep,
away up high, away down deep.
- William Stafford
Love the imagery of this poem...I can almost feel the breeze blowing through my hair as I reach my toes for the sky!
I stumbled upon this great blog about poetry for children: http://poetryforchildren.blogspot.com/