Childhood
Childhood I used to think that grown –up people chose, To have stiff backs and wrinkles round their nose, And veins like small fat snakes on either hand, On purpose to be grand. Till through the banister I watched one day My great-aunt Etty’s friend who was going away, And how her onyx beads had come unstrung. I saw her grope to find them as they rolled; And then I knew that she was helplessly old, As I was helplessly young. Frances Cornford She was an English poet. She was the daughter of Francis Darwin the botanist. She was born on 30 th march 1886. She was brought up in Cambridge, and was educated in private. After her death she was buried at the Parish of the Ascension Burial Ground in Cambridge. She is well known for her work “To a Fat Lady Seen from a Train” she was the granddaughter of Charles Darwin, her works include “Spring Morning” (1915), “Autumn Midnight (1923) “Different Days” (1928) etc. She was awarded the Queen’s Medal for Poetry in 1959. Many
