Abel has come to visit me

And I take him in the garden

We go to the pond

Abel counts the tadpoles

We have reached eighty two

And there are plenty more.

We give up.

Autumn has touched the trees

with its little finger

The cherry tree is already turning flame red and yellow.

I tell Abel to go and play

Go in and make myself coffee

Abel has found a stick he is sitting astride

And shouting Giddy up, Henry, Giddy up

Henry is not so obedient

Abel gives up and wants his lunch

I make him peanut butter sandwiches

Bring him some apple juice to drink.

His mother comes to collect him

The garden is so quiet now

And I too miss him till next time.

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