There's sun on the river and sun on the hill . . .
You can hear the sea if you stand quite still!
There's eight new puppies at Roundabout Farm-
And I saw an old sailor with only one arm!
But everyone says, "Run along!"
(Run along, run along!)
All of them say, "Run along! I'm busy as can be."
Every one says, "Run along,
There's a little darling!"
If I'm a little darling, why don't they run with me?
There's wind on the river and wind on the hill . . .
There's a dark dead water-wheel under the mill!
I saw a fly which had just been drowned-
And I know where a rabbit goes into the ground!
But everyone says, "Run along!"
(Run along, run along!)
All of them say, "Yes, dear," and never notice me.
Every one says, "Run along,
There's a little darling!"
If I'm a little darling, why won't they come and see?
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Comments1LOVE THIS POEM! REMINDS ME OF MY CHILDHOOD, ALWAYS MADE ME FEEL A BIT SAD AND LONELY THOUGH, WHENEVER I READ IT. THE INNOCENCE AND LONGING OF THE CHILD's VOICE IS SO TOUCHING. AT THE SAME TIME, IT ALWAYS MADE ME THINK ABOUT HOW BUSY ADULTS CAN BE, NOT SPENDING TIME WITH THEIR KIDS. BRINGS BACK MEMORIES, GOOD AND BAD. A REAL GEM!