Our World Poem by David Wood

It's our world and you cannot enter,
You're too tall and you'd have to stoop.
We crawl on our hands and knees,
Though you seek and you try
When you get too close we start to cry.

You buy us toys with which to play,
And there we'll spend a happy day,
Then you feed us food which we will not eat
And give us a bath, and call it a treat!
Then when we are awake you put us to bed

And when we are tired you keep us awake
With a bed-time story, oh for heaven's sake!
Then in the morning when we are half asleep
You make us get up when we're still counting sheep.
And make us wash and clean our teeth.

It's our world and you cannot enter,
Our world is too small for you to understand
It is full of innocence and blind trust, and is mild.
Your world has no trust is not that grand
You need to look at the world with the eyes of a child.