Second Childhood
Jun. 12th, 2026 07:40 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
poliphilo I was watching raindrops race one another down the window pane. Sometimes they go fast, sometimes they dawdle and sometimes one of them will pause or hit obstacles so it's a real race. Unpredictable. You could place bets. Sometimes they run together and became one.
And then I remembered a poem by A.A. Milne on just this subject. I looked it up. It's called "At the Window" and it's in Now We Are Six- the second collection of Christopher Robin poems. The child in the poem follows the progress of two raindrops- one called James and the other called John. John is his favourite. John wins. Well I never, I don't believe I've thought of that for sixty years or more......
And then I remembered a poem by A.A. Milne on just this subject. I looked it up. It's called "At the Window" and it's in Now We Are Six- the second collection of Christopher Robin poems. The child in the poem follows the progress of two raindrops- one called James and the other called John. John is his favourite. John wins. Well I never, I don't believe I've thought of that for sixty years or more......
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