A poem

from

Jake (6) and Henri Regenwetter (78)

To all our friends

23.12.2010

We cannot fly

So we must try

We cannot go

Why is that so

We cannot run

It’s not that fun

We cannot swim

We have to trim

We cannot ride

Horse is too bright

But we can drink

Out of a sink

And we can eat

Half of a beet

We two can jump

Over a bump

We two can play

In a pile of hay

We cannot slide

We already tried

We cannot look

There is no book

We can do a lot of things

Without any angels wings

What can you do

To join us two?

That’s poem’s end

We have to leave you, friend.