With my mouth, I can talk,
With my legs, I can walk,
With my ears, I can hear,
What you say, from far and near.
With my eyes, I can see,
Where I am and want to be.
With my hands, I can touch,
Anything, I love so much.
With my nose, I can smell,
So exciting, I can tell.
Wisth my tongue, I can taste.
All my food, I will not waste.
With my brain, I learn to think,
Yet all can change, within a blink,
My body can move, or stay quite still,
When I need a special skill.
I can run and skip and dance,
Or lay down, in a sleeping trance.
Inside my chest, my lungs do rest,
So my breathing is the very best.
And then my heart, the best of all,
My drumbeat, I listen to the call.
The music of my very life,
Without it I would be in strife.
So now join hands, and lets be friends,
And may our friendships never end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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