I’ve been quite remiss with the blog posting recently- and even the reading of others’ actually. So it was with great delight that I read some over today and saw that it was silent poetry reading day- and I didn’t miss it! I usually do. I managed to post last year, but I think I was a few days late.
Anyway, this year’s reading comes from my very favourite poet A. A. Milne. I have two of his books of poetry that my parents gave me when I was very little- Now We Are Six, and When We Were Very Young, and they are well loved and even a bit beaten up. My very favouritist poem is from Now We Are Six and it’s called, “The Good Girl”
It’s funny how often they say to me, “Jane?
“Have you been a good girl?”
“Have you been a good girl?”
And when they have said it, they say it again,
“Have you been a good girl?”
“Have you been a good girl?”
I go to a party, I go out to tea,
I go to an aunt for a week at the sea,
I come back from school or from playing a game;
Wherever I come from, it’s always the same:
“Well?
Have you been a good girl, Jane?”
It’s always the end of the loveliest day:
“Have you been a good girl?”
“Have you been a good girl?”
Well what did they think that I went there to do?
And why should I want to be bad at the zoo?
And should I be likely to say if I had?
So that’s why it’s funny of Mummy and Dad,
This asking and asking, in case I was bad,
“Well?
Have you been a good girl, Jane?”
I’m sure you’ll have trouble figuring out why this was a favourite of mine…