
What kind of world is it my friend
that little children see?
I wonder if they see God first
because they just believe?
Do they see strength in caring eyes
who watch them as they play -
or maybe love through gentle hands
that guide them on their way?
Do children dream of future times
when they would be a king -
or just enjoy their present life
while with their friends they sing?
And when the day is over -
as they close their eyes to sleep -
do children look forward to tomorrow
with its promises to keep?
If this is what our children see
then it should be no surprise -
the world would be a better place
if we all had children's eyes.
Tom Krause - 2000
By: Little Philosopher
Category: Poetry
Tags: Poems childhood

I Wonder
by Jeannie Kirby
I wonder why the grass is green,
And why the wind is never seen?
Who taught the birds to build a nest,
And told the trees to take a rest?
Oh, when the moon is not quite round,
Where can the missing bit be found?
Who lights the stars, when they blow out,
And makes the lightning flash about?
Who paints the rainbow in the sky,
And hangs the fluffy clouds so high?
Why is it now, do you suppose,
That Dad won't tell me, if he knows?
By: Little Philosopher
Category: Poetry
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