Waiting at the Window
These are my two drops of rain
Waiting on the window-pane.
I am waiting here to see
Which the winning one will be.
Both of them have different names.
One is John and one is James.
All the best and all the worst
Comes from which of them is first.
James has just begun to ooze.
He's the one I want to lose.
John is waiting to begin.
He's the one I want to win.
James is going slowly on.
Something sort of sticks to John.
John is moving off at last.
James is going pretty fast.
John is rushing down the pane.
James is going slow again.
James has met a sort of smear.
John is getting very near.
Is he going fast enough?
(James has found a piece of fluff.)
John has hurried quickly by.
(James was talking to a fly.)
John is there, and John has won!
Look! I told you! Here's the sun!
A.A. Milne
We walked home in the rain today. It was lovely. And the sun didn't come out after any amount of raindrop races. Delightful.
Sunday, September 30, 2007
The rain has begun...
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3 comments:
Lovely poem, lovely day. Thanks.
I heard John was on steroroids and that James got paid to throw the race...
Everything is so corrupt now a days, it's a real shame...
What a great poem! I bet your kids like that one. My dad helped us to love poetry by exposing us to poems like that one. Also, great to walk home in the rain - wish I could have been there. :-)
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