Monday, March 07, 2011


Where is Anne?
Head above the buttercups,
Walking by the stream,
Down among the buttercups.
Where is Anne?
Walking with her man,
Lost in a dream,
Lost among the buttercups.

What has she got in that little brown head?
Wonderful thoughts which can never be said.
What has she got in that firm little fist of hers?
Somebody's thumb, and it feels like Christopher's
Where is Anne?
Close to her man.
Brown head, gold head,
In and out the buttercups.

A.A. Milne - Now We Are Six


Along said...

I love the picture!! I wanna go there...letih la dok ofis...uwaaaa..

Chech said...

I read poems this morning, and I was thinking, 'I love poems; I want more poems.'

The one you post here is so lovely!


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