Chattanooga, TN USA
Can you please help me find a poem that my granfather used to tell all the time. It was called "Swinging on a Grapevine Swing" and it goes a little like this. When I was a little boy down on the old bijou, and then ends with swinging on a grapevine swing. I never realized how much I enjoyed hearing that until now he is gone and Thanksgiving wasn't the same without hearing his poem. Please help me find this. I have no idea who it was written by but I know he said he learned it in school when he was a little boy which would have been around 1910 or after. Thank you so much.