Little Boy and The Rocking Chair-Ode to Katherine
Mansfield's Little boy's Dream

To and from, to and fro
It went, the little boy went.
He would have closed his eyes
If the horizon had kept still,
But it kept going and
The setting suns’ hands had
Drawn it so sharp
And on his hypnotized face
The light flooded up and down
Like a giant brush painting
Up and down.
So Up and down, up and down
The boy rocked.
There and then he understood
Why grandma loved it here
Where little rays played so
Heavenly and so fixed,
He rocked and rocked
and he finally closed his eyes
and went to a sweet sweet,
far far away land.


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