Alan Alexander Milne

(18 January 1882 – 31 January 1956 / Kilburn, London)

Alan Alexander Milne Poems

41. The Mirror 1/18/2012
42. The Morning Walk 1/1/2004
43. The Three Foxes 1/18/2012
44. The Wrong House 1/18/2012
45. Tra-La-La, Tra-La-La 1/18/2012
46. Twice Times 1/18/2012
47. Twinkletoes 1/1/2004
48. Us Two 1/1/2004
49. Vespers 1/18/2012
50. Waiting At The Window 1/18/2012
51. Water Lilies 1/18/2012
52. Wind On The Hill 1/1/2004
Best Poem of Alan Alexander Milne

Us Two

Wherever I am, there's always Pooh,
There's always Pooh and Me.
Whatever I do, he wants to do,
"Where are you going today?" says Pooh:
"Well, that's very odd 'cos I was too.
Let's go together," says Pooh, says he.
"Let's go together," says Pooh.

"What's twice eleven?" I said to Pooh.
("Twice what?" said Pooh to Me.)
"I think it ought to be twenty-two."
"Just what I think myself," said Pooh.
"It wasn't an easy sum to do,
But that's what it is," said Pooh, said he.
"That's what it is," said Pooh.

"Let's look for dragons," I said to Pooh.
"Yes,...

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Wind On The Hill

No one can tell me,
Nobody knows,
Where the wind comes from,
Where the wind goes.

It's flying from somewhere
As fast as it can,
I couldn't keep up with it,
Not if I ran.

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