'What Makes The World Go Around? ' Poem by Linda Winchell

I'm amazed at what makes our world go around
while there are children who have not been taught.
I'm amazed at what they do not know,
of which their little hearts have sought.

They hang out at a place called, 'My Space'
sharing with strangers, all their cares and personal woes.
While learning nothing of lifes little things
then soon out the window there life go's!

Why are parents not parenting
in the way our parents did?
Such as walks in the forest to explore
experiencing Mother nature of which our Lord did give.

Can't understand what holds our earth in rotation
no one wants to be a sientist anymore.
We use to have experimental kits
we use to go out and search life a little more.

Maybe if we limit what time is spent
On My Space and other sites.
Then expand the hearts and minds of our youth
with a telescope and parents, in the stillness of their nights.