With cursive handwriting, sums and stories
I am exploring the world, six days a week
on a folding table with an ink jar

and at home with Jules Verne
games and fantasy, frost flowers
on the window and a hot water bottle in bed

A quarrel now and then, but peace
on earth and for later the task
of contributing to it, like dad

In the morning we deliver in pyjamas
with empty cans on large trailers
portable gas tanks, and bulk tanks

throughout the country
between the beds. We learn how
to do it, first the crafts

no more than eleven, and then the success
of which everyone becomes better
It's all not so difficult

when you're young. And willing
And don't yet know a great many
And the main issues are sufficient, as for dad