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KNOCK - KNOCKS
Knock, knock.
Who’s there?
The butterfly.
-“Where were you long ago?”
Long ago I was an egg,
Then a larva…
Now I am so proud of my wings !
Knock, knock.
Who’s there?
The butterfly catcher.
I just saw a map of splendor
Flying in the air.
Knock, knock.
Who’s there?
Grandma.
I came to tell the butterfly catcher
To become a gardener
So he will enjoy forever
The lovely sight of butterflies.
Knock, knock.
Who’s there?
One bee.
Where did I see you before?
Long ago, I was an egg,
Then a larva…
Now I produce honey
While meeting beautiful flowers.
Knock, knock.
Who’s there?
Someone in disguise.
Guess my metamorphosis,
My name, my looks.
The reward is a childhood dream.
Knock, knock.
Who’s there?
Grasshopper,
Asking for the butterfly
To visit me today and tomorrow.
Knock, knock.
Who’s there?
Woodpecker,
To tell the butterfly catcher
Hunting is no fun.
Knock, knock.
Who’s there?
A boy and a girl
Asking the grasshopper
For lessons in gardening.
Knock, knock.
Who’s there?
Your teacher, the seed.
Theresa Catharina de Góes Campos
Niagara Falls - Canada, August 1971
On Jun 16, 2011, at 2:54 PM, Theresa Catharina de Goes Campos wrote:
Dear Jude:
I am very happy you liked the poem I wrote long ago in Canada.
(...) in Brasília, where all my wonderful doctors live and work. (...) I go on
having my excellent teacher and personal trainer , Juliana Emiko Taroda Gomes.
I wish you all the best !
Theresa Catharina
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From: Jude Cameron
Date: 2011/6/16
Subject: Re: KNOCK - KNOCKS
To: Theresa Catharina de Goes Campos
WOW!!! This is the B-E-S-T , Theresa!!
Thank you for sending it.
How are you doing these days? (...) Or?
Jude |
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