When I was only three years,two months old
I saw some snails sip water on a path.
They seemed to me both shy and also bold.
So in delight I gave a joyful laugh.

We loved the flowers along the promenade,,
Whose colours sweet and bright bestowed dear love.
The railings made a playground with their bars.
And all I recall now is sun above.

A little island in an artificial lake
Was also a new playground we adored.
Into my virgin eye the pleasures I would take
To multiply them each by half a score.

Though emptiness and innocence are free
Which adult can allow such states to be?


About Katherine

I like art, poetry,history, literature,cooking,doing nothing to music.And conversation
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