My name is Aaron, and this is my head,
I’m a good boy, that’s what my mom said,
This is my nose, it has two holes,
It feels real bad, when I have colds,
These are my eyes, I have two,
My mom says, they’re pretty, and blue,
This is my mouth, for candy to go.
My mom says, I eat real slow,
This is my tooth, I only have one,
One day I’ll have more, that’ll be fun,
This is my arm and this is my hand,
I have another one, to play in the sand
This is my tummy, it has a hole,
Mom says I eat like a mole,
This is my leg, right here you see,
I have another one, right here on me,
This is my foot, there it is right there,
This is another one, I think it’s called a pair,
My mom says I have a heart, it’s in here,
She says when I’m sad, that’s what makes a tear.
Mom says I have a soul, I don’t know where,
I’ve looked every where, even over there,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem