Friday, May 19, 2017

Foreign Lands by Robert Louis Stevenson and Gyo Fujikawa

Foreign Lands

Up into the cherry tree
Who should climb but little me?
I held the trunk with both my hands
And looked abroad on foreign lands.

I saw the next door garden lie,
Adorned with flowers before my eye
And many pleasant places more
That I had never seen before.

I saw the dimpling river pass
And be the sky's blue looking glass;
The dusty roads go up and down 
With people tramping into town.

If I could find a higher tree
Father and father I should see,
To where the grown-up river slips 
Into the sea among the ships,

To where the roads on either hand
Lead onward into fairyland,
Where all the children dine at five,
And all the playthings come alive. 

                                                  --Robert Louis Stevenson

                                                                                        Gyo Fujikawa's A Children's Garden of Verses

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