Jbgull 13
And he shivered and thought: “What a terrible storm
I liked it much better when the sea was so warm
Here it is cold and the ledge has no space
I’ll wait here for sunshine, then return to my place.”
Tiritando de frío pensó, “Qué terrible tormenta
Me gustaba más cuando el sol calienta
Aquí hace frío, y el lugar es tan estrecho
Esperaré al sol, para volver a mi lecho.”
(c) Larry Gates, 2000 (text), Abby Rubinstein 2000 (illustration)
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