Go for Milk!

    A poem by Mediana Stan, illustrated by Szitai György-Ferenc, translated by Rafael Manory


    There is no milk, cry my kids
    Moving around, lifting the lids. 
    Hurry-up, grab the wood pail,
    To Răstolița go on the trail!

    And when Gălăoaia we passed
    Through the woods, at last, 
    We picked a mushroom big and round
    A bit broken, but well browned.

    In a village, with apples red
    Our rubber boots we fed.





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