So absorbed in your projects
Testing out new theories everyday
Trying out a new experiment
Science is your one true love
How things work, what makes 'em tick
You love to find the answers
Solving life's little mysteries
And discovering new clues about the world
Is your favorite past time
Science is your art form
And you paint a pretty picture
On the canvas you were given
How I love to watch you!
Silently gazing from afar
So as not to disturb you
Bugs are your passion
Insects are your life
Though sadly I must confess
I am at a loss for why
Still I watch your progress
As you learn and discover
In this fascinating world of yours
That you have created for yourself
And no one else
Ode to the science guy!
His work is never done!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem