I wandered lonely as a cloud

Date: 2015-10-07; view: 515.

One fine day in the middle of the night

A TRADITIONAL RHYME

Two dead men got up to fight

Back to back they faced each other,

Drew their swords and shot each other.

A paralyzed donkey passing by

Kicked a blind man in the eye,

Knocked him through a nine-inch wall

Into a dry ditch – and drowned them all

THE DAFFODILS

(by William Wordsworth)

That floats on high o'er vales and hills,

When all at once I saw a crowd –

A host of golden daffodils.

Beside the lake, beneath the trees

Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine

And twinkle on the Milky Way,

They stretched in never-ending line

Along the margin of a bay.

Ten thousand saw I at a glance

Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they

Outdid the sparkling waves in glee.

A poet could not but be gay

In such a jocund company!

I gazed, and gazed and little thought:

What wealth the show to me had brought.

For oft, when on my couch I lie

In vacant or in pensive mood

They flash upon that inward eye

Which is the bliss of solitude;

And then my heart with pleasure fills

And dances with the daffodils.

GROWING PAIN

(by Vernon Scannel)

The boy was barely five years old,

We sent him to the little school

And left him there

To learn the names of flowers in jam jars on the sill,

And learn to do as he was told.

He seemed quite happy there

Until three weeks afterwards

The darkness whimpered in his room.

I went upstairs, switched on his light

And found him wide awake, distraught,

Sheets mangled and his eiderdown

Untidy carpet on the floor.

I said: “Why can't you sleep? A pain?”

He snuffled, gave a little moan,

And then he spoke a single word:

“Jessica.” The sound was blurred.

“Jessica? What do you mean?”

“A girl at school called Jessica,

She hurts” – he touched himself between the heart and stomach

“She has been aching here and I can see her.”

Nothing I have read or heard

Instructed me in what to do.

I covered him and stroked his head.

“The pain will go, in time” – I said.