If two may read aright <br />These rhymes of old delight <br />And house and garden play, <br />You too, my cousins, and you only, may. <br /> <br />You in a garden green <br />With me were king and queen, <br />Were hunter, soldier, tar, <br />And all the thousand things that children are. <br /> <br />Now in the elders' seat <br />We rest with quiet feet, <br />And from the window-bay <br />We watch the children, our successors, play. <br /> <br />"Time was," the golden head <br />Irrevocably said; <br />But time which one can bind, <br />While flowing fast away, leaves love behind.<br /><br />Robert Louis Stevenson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-willie-and-henrietta/
