Papa says, ‘My son will be doctor’.
But Mom is in favour of engineer.
Uncle expects me to be sport star.
Again Aunt’s desire is singer.
All give me toffee. A hope I see,
On their eyes while feeding my tummy.
But wish I to fly with bird.
And to run with hart’s herd!
Miss teaches science, Sir maths,
School is to make me learn all the arts.
Can ye teach me to build mountain,
Or how to dig fountain!
Is there anyone to ask me?
What I want to be!
“When I was 5 years old, my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down ‘happy’. They told me I didn’t understand the assignment, and I told them they didn’t understand life.” -John Lennon This poem is wonderful, thank you.
Wow this is spectacular Really started loving it at Can ye teach me to build mountain and then Is there anyone to ask me? What I want to be! Great and important message! Something all guiding figures should consider and remember.
The right time will come when you least expect it! ! ! Easy....
Hi, I just wrote a big long comment and lost it when I went to post. I love the two lines before the last two. Try reading it with the ending being here. Can ye teach me to build mountain, Or how to dig fountain! Course they can't. Only the inner soul knows it's own mission, but the collective ego of society attempts to box us in. If a child is allowed to fly and run as the hart, not have the imagination an wonder destroyed, then the water of life can explode into the sun a fountain of life... Anyway, I said it better the first time. Just think it has much more of a powerful punch ending there. What do you think?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i really like this poem, keep it up