Soaking up the sun
is...hard work.
But determinedly
I slog away at it.
It's a sweaty job but
I like to do it.
My three year old
bored to the bone
browned off with
this tanning of her hide
pronounces:
'It fedens me up...I'm finished
tryin' to put the sun into my skin! '
'I'm goin' in! '
And in she goes.
Wakes up her dolly
who has been sleep
in the shade.
My sweat trickles
with laughter.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ah, yes! Tilly the truth angel! You can always count on the youngsters to tell the truth! Pulling no punches, she says, 'It fedens me up! ...I'm going in! ' How I love this dear, dear Tilly!