Driver's Licence

            Driver’s Licence


I’ll drive you to the Moomin Valley,
let’s celebrate.
Got a red car from my grand uncle,
l’ll drive since I can.
The neighbor cat does not wait
nor should we for a train.
You thought my name’s Sabine?
Hey Snufkin, it rhymes with dinner.
You come for the spring cleaning,
I for the fireplace.
I’ll draw for Ninny, My, Snork and Sniff
the pink sparks of Spring,
and I’ll drive them too,
in blue cutouts
across the yellow plain.