Alan Alexander Milne

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

Alan Alexander Milne Poems

1. From: Gold Braid 1/18/2012
2. Forgotten 1/18/2012
3. Sand-Between-The-Toes 1/18/2012
4. Tra-La-La, Tra-La-La 1/18/2012
5. Furry Bear 1/18/2012
6. Solitude 1/18/2012
7. The Wrong House 1/18/2012
8. Water Lilies 1/18/2012
9. From A Full Heart 1/18/2012
10. In The Fashion 1/18/2012
11. Tails 1/18/2012
12. Swing Song 1/18/2012
13. Pinkle Purr 1/18/2012
14. The Friend 1/18/2012
15. Twice Times 1/18/2012
16. Vespers 1/18/2012
17. The Mirror 1/18/2012
18. Waiting At The Window 1/18/2012
19. Daffodowndilly 1/18/2012
20. Spring Morning 1/18/2012
21. The Knight Whose Armour Didn'T Squeak 1/18/2012
22. Forgiven 1/18/2012
23. The Four Friends 1/18/2012
24. Sneezles 1/18/2012
25. The Three Foxes 1/18/2012
26. Jonathan Jo 1/18/2012
27. Cottleston Pie 1/18/2012
28. Halfway Down 1/18/2012
29. Puppy And I 1/18/2012
30. Twinkletoes 1/1/2004
31. Brownie 1/1/2004
32. Hoppity 1/1/2004
33. Market Square 1/1/2004
34. Come Out With Me 1/1/2004
35. The Morning Walk 1/1/2004
36. Politeness 1/1/2004
37. Independence 1/1/2004
38. The Christening 1/1/2004
39. Buckingham Palace 1/1/2004
40. If I Were King 1/1/2004

Comments about Alan Alexander Milne

  • David Robinson (1/1/2014 8:53:00 AM)

    This poem is incomplete. There is a stanza which begins: - Now teddy as was only right slept in the ottoman at night and crowded in with him as well...

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  • Rachel Fraser-burton (2/13/2008 7:08:00 AM)

    My Dad used to read these poems to me when I was young. They used to send me to sleep because they are writen with perfect rhythm. Although I am now fourteen I still love these poems; they remind me of my Dad and can be read on many different levels. If people disagree could I please ask them not to post offensive comments they may upset some people. I have no problem with you having an opinion I would just prefer you to keep them to yourself if you are going to be rude. Thank you.

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.

Read the full of Us Two


Christopher Robin goes
Hoppity, hoppity,
Hoppity, hoppity, hop.
Whenever I tell him
Politely to stop it, he
Says he can't possibly stop.

If he stopped hopping,
He couldn't go anywhere,
Poor little Christopher
Couldn't go anywhere...
That's why he always goes
Hoppity, hoppity,

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