Treasure Island

Alan Alexander Milne

(18 January 1882 – 31 January 1956 / Kilburn, London)

Twinkletoes


When the sun
Shines through the leaves of the apple-tree,
When the sun
Makes shadows of the leaves of the apple-tree,
Then I pass
On the grass
From one leaf to another,
From one leaf to its brother,
Tip-toe, tip-toe!
Here I go!

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004

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