Now We Are Six!: Poems

By A. A. Milne

First published in 1927, this illustrated collection of thirty-five poems featuring Winnie-the-Pooh and Christopher Robin is a classic book for all ages.

Enter the world of make-believe with this delightful collection of poems by cherished author A. A. Milne. Featuring Christopher Robin and his beloved toy bear, Pooh, Now We are Six is filled with all the childish wisdom, flights of fancy, and charming imaginary worlds readers have always enjoyed in a Winnie-the-Pooh book. Wonderfully captured in thirty-five playful, gently humorous poems, and beautifully rendered by illustrator Ernest Shepard, Now We are Six is the perfect gift for anyone aged six to sixty-six and beyond.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Open Road Media
• Release date: Jan 1, 2023
• ISBN: 9781504083805

A. A. Milne

A.A.Milne was born in London in 1882 and became a highly successful writer of plays, poems and novels. He based Winnie-the-Pooh, Piglet and friends on the real nursery toys of his son Christopher Robin and published the first book of their adventures together in 1926. Since then, Pooh has become a world-famous bear, and Milne’s stories have been translated into seventy-two languages.

Book preview

I have a house where I go

When there’s too many people,

I have a house where I go

Where no one can be;

I have a house where I go,

Where nobody ever says No;

Where no one says anything—so

There is no one but me.

King John was not a good man—

He had his little ways.

And sometimes no one spoke to him

For days and days and days.

And men who came across him,

When walking in the town,

Gave him a supercilious stare,

Or passed with noses in the air—

And bad King John stood dumbly there,

Blushing beneath his crown.

King John was not a good man,

And no good friends had he.

He stayed in every afternoon . . .

But no one came to tea.

And, round about December,

The cards upon his shelf

Which wished him lots of Christmas cheer,

And fortune in the coming year,

Were never from his near and dear,

But only from himself.

King John was not a good man.

Yet had his hopes and fears.

They’d given him no present now

For years and years and