Down by a shining water well <br />I found a very little dell, <br />No higher than my head. <br />The heather and the gorse about <br />In summer bloom were coming out, <br />Some yellow and some red. <br /> <br />I called the little pool a sea; <br />The little hills were big to me; <br />For I am very small. <br />I made a boat, I made a town, <br />I searched the caverns up and down, <br />And named them one and all. <br /> <br />And all about was mine, I said, <br />The little sparrows overhead, <br />The little minnows too. <br />This was the world and I was king; <br />For me the bees came by to sing, <br />For me the swallows flew. <br /> <br />I played there were no deeper seas, <br />Nor any wider plains than these, <br />Nor other kings than me. <br />At last I heard my mother call <br />Out from the house at evenfall, <br />To call me home to tea. <br /> <br />And I must rise and leave my dell, <br />And leave my dimpled water well, <br />And leave my heather blooms. <br />Alas! and as my home I neared, <br />How very big my nurse appeared. <br />How great and cool the rooms!<br /><br />Robert Louis Stevenson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-kingdom-2/
