 | | 2020-07-16 17:17
From blog Bleu Avenue
Anywhere, Anywhere, I Don't Know
When We Were Very Young by A.A. Milne “Where am I going? I don't quite know. Down to the stream where the king-cups grow- Up on a 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 the water as blue as air. And you'd see me here in the fields and say: "Doesn't the sky look green today?" Where am I going? The high rooks call: "It's awful fun to be born at all. Where am I going? The...
► See the original article on the blog
| | • Popularity: 0
• Photos: 7
• Language: English
► Her other outfits
► Details on the blog
|
