I saw a toddler pondering at the grass
Wondering what it was as she passed
She pulled wild flowers out from their patch
How'd that get there? She thought as she’d snatch
Was it a never ending rug?
What about that lady bug?
She was puzzled, you could tell by her eyes
She knew not a cloud from the sky
All of the textures and views from the world
Confused this little smart girl
Then I thought as I watched her glee
I knew nothing more than she
But the names of each thing I saw
But funny, that was all!
I just grew up and stopped playing outside
I grew up yet my fascination never died
That’s the difference in people and poets
Our fascination never dies as we know it
We try with words to make it make sense
We are curious but never dense
She inspired me, that blonde girl
To never stop wondering about the world
Do not grow bored like the people around
Touch the earth and feel the ground
Let our imaginations run far and wild
For we all know nothing more than a child
Inspired by Walt Whitman's 'A Child Said, What is the Grass? '
A ckeck out of a cute baby`s mind, inspiration result are correct and good, well writted stanzas also 10+
A beautiful poem.....A child's and a poet's mind are same.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great poem inspired by a child i give it a 10