Crying babies need the soothing, honey taste of sugar.
Happy children love to frolic with their treats of sugar.
Most of their days are drab and ordinary until
Aunts and uncles come visit with their gifts of sugar.
Children never dream of leaving such a childhood state.
How can they be happy in a world without sugar?
How would we cope with spoons, bowls, and our cravings,
If, despite all efforts, we had no sugar.
There surely would be cities hid in ugly darkness;
Ones where never would be found glad treats of sugar.
If all the Bens in the world would hold faith in children’s dreams,
Surely we would wake up in a wide-eyed world of sugar.
- July 29,2008
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem