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I'm breathing on the window pane | 21-Aug-08

Enquirer is looking for a poem her mother (b. 1905) used to recite which contains the following lines: 

"I'm breathing on the window pane"

"I've drawn a house and chimney pot
I've drawn a man and children too
An apple and a toasting fork
And someone who looks just like you"

"And Grandma, sitting in the rain"

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Comments:

my mother knew this poem and I have been trying to find it also.
I do not know the title-only a few words.
The child finishes by saying 'I'll draw an ugly one of Jane'.(Jane is the nurse who tells her off for drawing on the window in the condensation. I think it may have been written in 'child talk' eg. 'breavin' instead of breathing and ' a nugly one of Jane'.
susan green

My wife has a copy of this from her elecution lessons, in 1940!! It is called 'Tit for Tat'.
John Willrich

My wife had a copy from her elocution lessons in 1940.


Tit-for-Tat

It?s cold an? grey an? still outside,
And everything is wet with rain.
I?m standing on the cushion seat,
And breavin? on the window pain.
An? drawin? pictures with me ?and.
The window?s high against the sky ?
I can?t see out unless I stand.
- - -
I?ve drawn a house an? chimley pot;
I?ve drawn a man an child?en too,
A napple an? a toasting fork,
An? someone jus? like you,
And Gran?ma sitting in the rain.
The pane?s so small I?ve filled it all,
And ?speks I?ll have to breave again.
- - -
But Jane has spoilt it now; she says
I want a whippin? an? I don?t.
She?s rubbed the window clean and says
I?ll fetch a policeman ? but she won?t.
And now she?s gone downstairs again
I?m breavin? on the window pain,
I?ll draw a nugly one of Jane.

John Willrich

Thank you to John Willrich and his wife for identifying this poem for us:

Tit-for-Tat

It's cold an' grey an' still outside,
And everything is wet with rain.
I'm standing on the cushion seat,
And breavin' on the window pain.
An' drawin' pictures with me 'and.
The window's high against the sky
I can't see out unless I stand.

I've drawn a house an' chimley pot;
I've drawn a man an child'en too,
A napple an' a toasting fork,
An' someone jus' like you,
And Gran'ma sitting in the rain.
The pane's so small I've filled it all,
And 'speks I'll have to breave again.

But Jane has spoilt it now; she says
I want a whippin' an' I don't.
She's rubbed the window clean and says
'I'll fetch a policeman' but she won't.
And now she's gone downstairs again
I'm breavin' on the window pain,
I'll draw a nugly one of Jane.
Poetry Library

I love this poem. Who of us has never drawn pictures on a window pane? The poem is reminiscent of R. L. Stevenson. I wish I knew who wrote it. I want more poems by this poet!

Linda Collins

Linda Collins


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