The World Is Full Of Children Poem by Patti Masterman

The World Is Full Of Children



The world is full of children, young and old
Wandering wonderers, perhaps come from afar
Of ageless curiosity, always sharp and bold-
Burning minds; the offspring of some star.

Inquiring minds there are, that want to know
From whence we sprang, within the cosmic hold,
And further want to know, where we might go-
Now larger spheres, enfold the ones of old?

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