Friday, April 26, 2013
THE SHADE-CATCHERS (CHARLOTTE MEW)
I think they were about as high
As haycocks are. They went running by
Catching bits of shade in the sunny street:
‘I’ve got one,’ cried sister to brother.
‘I’ve got two.’ ‘Now I’ve got another.’
But scudding away on their little bare feet,
They left the shade in the sunny street.