This week, for your reading pleasure, a poem from When We Were Very Young, by A. A. Milne.
Knights and Ladies
There is in my old picture-book
A page at which I like to look,
Where knights and squires come riding down
The cobbles of some steep old town,
And ladies from beneath the eaves
Flutter their bravest handkerchiefs,
Or, smiling proudly, toss down gages....
But that was in the Middle Ages.
It wouldn't happen now; but still,
Whenever I look up the hill
Where, dark against the green and blue,
The firs come marching, two by two,
I wonder if perhaps I might
See suddenly a shining knight
Winding his way from blue to green --
Exactly as it would have been
Those many, many years ago....
Perhaps I might. You never know.
Doesn't that last line capture the very essence of children's literature? You never know what might happen. I don't think that I'll be able to manage links to other Poetry Friday entries this week, due to various factors. I refer you instead of Liz B. at A Chair, A Fireplace and a Tea Cozy. Have a great weekend!