Doesn't know what to do
has lost her dolly's left yellow shoe.
The right shoe is blue.
All day...all day
she seeks it
high 'n' low.
I ask her:
'Did you not find it? '
'Oh...! ' she sighs
'...no! '
'I looked
everywhere
I goed
but...
...there it was not! '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh, how she lives and dances in my heart...I love that last line so deeply, for it is just perfectly Tilly, isn't it?