Just too dangerous for the little tykes, they say.
So swing sets will be removed as school playgrounds there are renovated.
These are far different times than when I was a kid.
We had swing sets at school, in parks, and at home.
And sometimes while on those swings, we would recite a poem 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!