Child Sun
Why will you play Peep Bo
Now in, now out
The workroom window so?
True 'tis
That there are children here;
But they've no time
To play Peep Bo, my dear.
More verses by Lesbia Harford
- A Meaning Learnt
- Each Morning I Pass On My Way To Work
- Emmie, Emmie Adams
- My Window Pane Is Broken
- Hecate's Due