Kids Talk

The Children Say...

Oh,
watch the children
run on beaches,
and listen
to their small ideas.
for, the waves are rising high
and morning
is washing the footsteps
away.
and the sunset is flowing
and the children are showing
and no one knows
what's happening today.
so rise,
and shine
and walk
through the trees
watch the children
run on beaches
and listen
to their small ideas.
and wonder what's
happening today.
and listen
to what
the
children say.........

--Annie

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As I lay on my stomach
one summer day.
I saw right in front
of my nose,
A single blade of quack grass,
The kind that so often grows.
But as I stared at this simple stalk,
and contemplated it's worth,
I noticed it was original--
The only one like it on earth!
The only one with that kind of seed
Or with the special bend,
No other ray of sunshine
Shone down on it as it did just then.

--Annie