English poem
Ball.
by Kate Greenaway (1846–1901)
One—two, is one to you: One—two—three, is one to me. Throw it fast or not at all, And mind you do not let it fall. Fairy Blue Eyes And Fairy Brown, And dear little Golden Curls, Look down. I say "Good-bye"— "Good-bye" with no pain— Till some happy day We meet again!