In the dark

A poem by A. A. Milne, from Now We Are Six.

In the Dark

So — here I am in the dark alone,
    There's nobody here to see;
        I think to myself,
        I play to myself
    And nobody knows what I say to myself;
Here I am in the dark alone,
    What is it going to be?
I can think whatever I like to think,
I can play whatever I like to play,
I can laugh whatever I like to laugh,
    There's nobody here but me.

I'm talking to a rabbit ...
    I'm talking to the sun ...
I think I am a hundred
    I'm one.
I'm lying in a forest ...
    I'm lying in a cave ...
I'm talking to a Dragon ...
    I'm BRAVE.
I'm lying on my left side ...
    I'm lying on my right ...
I'll play a lot tomorrow ...
    ...........
I'll think a lot tomorrow ...
    ...........
I'll laugh ...
                a lot ...
                            tomorrow ...
                            (Heigh-ho !)
                                                    Goodnight

(Interesting discussion about this poem and “crib talk.”)

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