Carrying a poppy he passes through the quarrel.
Here I'm here- the snow falling.
Arise from sleep, old cat, And with great yawns and stretchings... Amble out for love
Not gifted with genius but honestly holding his experiences deep in his heart, he kept his simplicity and humanity.
Don't kill!... The fly is asking you To save his life By rubbing his hands together
There is no stranger under the cherry tree.