And when it blooms.
– our joy knows no bounds!!!
– our joy knows no bounds!!!
Just look, please!
And relax.
And relax.
Just like our cat.
In the sunshine!!!
‘Sit up a little
more stiffly, dear!’
Alice cried
with a merry laugh.
‘And curtsy while
you’re thinking
what to – what to purr.
It saves time, remember!’
You know, after such a harsh.
Such a difficult winter.
We rejoice at.
Every little flower.
Even when it’s just.
Starting to peek out.
From under the snow…
From under the snow…
‘Sit up a little
more stiffly, dear!’
Alice cried
with a merry laugh.
‘And curtsy while
you’re thinking
what to – what to purr.
It saves time, remember!’
And when it blooms.
– our joy knows no bounds!!!
– our joy knows no bounds!!!
Just look, please!
And relax.
And relax.
Just like our cat.
In the sunshine!!!
*Because my friend let me know how she’s been today.
So, I wrote this poem, led by ‘THROUGH the LOOKING-GLASS’ written by Lewis Carroll, you know.
This is also your poem, my friend!
And the lovely photo at the head of this page is yours, my friend!
**Now she creates a new page for my little ‘Alice’ poems on their wonderful website for Ukrainian children and their parents and teachers and all.
Kurama (Japan). «Carroll’s «Alice» and… the war in Ukraine» (poems) – Мала Сторінка
