Thursday, April 17, 2008


It's Poem in Your Pocket day! And I'm in the mood for A.A.Milne. He is probably my all time favorite poet to be honest. He wrote for children, but the Pooh books and When We Were Very Young and Now We Are Six are such a delight, because adults can enjoy them too.

Please indulge me. I just love these poems.

Spring Morning

Where am I going? I don't quite know.
Down to the stream where the king-cups grow -
Up on the hill where the pine trees blow -
anywhere, anywhere. I don't know.

Where am I going? The clouds sail by,
Little ones, baby ones, over the sky.
Where am I going? The shadows pass,
Little ones, baby ones, over the grass.

If you were a cloud, and sailed up there,
You'd sail on water as blue as air,
And you'd see me here in the fields and say:
"Doesn't the sky look green to-day?"

Where am I going? The high rooks call:
"It's awful fun to be born at all."
Where am I going? The ring-doves coo:
"We do have beautiful things to do."

If you were a bird, and lived on high,
You'd lean on the wind when the wind came by,
You'd say to the wind when it took you away:
"That's where I wanted to go to-day!"

Where am I going? I don't quite know.
What does it matter where people go?
Down to the wood where the blue-bells grow -
Anywhere, anywhere. I don't know.

The next to last verse in that gets me every time.

My passion for Milne came back to me the other day when I read Amanda's post about celebrating her little boy's sixth birthday. She accompanied it with a picture for each year of his young life, and with each picture a line from Milne:

When I was one, I'd just begun.
When I was two, I was nearly new.
When I was three, I was hardly me.
When I was four, I was not much more.
When I was five, I was just alive.
But now I am six, and clever as clever,
So I think I'll stay six now forever and ever.

Please forgive if I have made a mistake in a word or two; I don't have the book in front of me.

Poetry is such a wonderful thing to share with a child. And it is Poem in Your Pocket day.


Sandpiper (Lin) said...

These are wonderful! I especially like the first one. I describes my attitude when I walk or travel. I don't care where I go. I just let the road take me wherever it goes. I love to explore new places to see and learn new things.

pink dogwood said...

The first poem seems to be written about my younger daughter :)I love it - thanks for sharing it. If we could all do this once in a while, there would be less stress around us.

I linked you post in my blog - I hope you don't mind.

kenju said...

You mean you wrote that out from memory? Bobbie, you're a wonder!!

bobbie said...

I'm glad you both enjoyed them.
Of course I don't mind if you link to me. I read your blog often, too.

bobbie said...

Yes, Judy, I know a lot of Milne's poems by heart. I've read them for years myself, then to 4 children, and now I've read some on tape for my CA grandson.

Shady Gardener said...

I love A.A. Milne's books and poetry, too! I read both books to my second graders every year... and we enjoyed many of his poems as well! :-) I am posting a poem for Poem in Your Pocket day... it'll be finished soon.

Crayons said...

Oh what a treat! My dear mom used to read those poems to us when we were sick. I remember the tattered blue cover and the reassuring smell of the pages. I find such a metaphoric quality to the first one. It made me well up.

Kathie Brown said...

Lovely poems. I love poetry and write some myself. Have you seen the blog "From Patrice"? She's all about poetry too. Her link is on my blog.