Alan Alexander Milne
Alan Alexander Milne Poems
|42.||The Morning Walk||1/1/2004|
|43.||The Three Foxes||1/18/2012|
|44.||The Wrong House||1/18/2012|
|50.||Waiting At The Window||1/18/2012|
|52.||Wind On The Hill||1/1/2004|
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.
Wind On The Hill
No one can tell me,
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.