21 September 2012
All the questions in the world collide in the mind of a tot. With voices full of wonder, Asking for all the information you've got.
With cherubic delight that cannot be contained "what is that", and "why" is their constant refrain.
Through the eyes of a child, the world is fresh and new. The idea that you knew the score? Bid that thought adieu.
Who turns on the stars at night? Why are planets round? If the moon went bouncing on the hills, what would be the sound?
Do birdies go to music class? And where do faeries sleep? In the crooks of hollowed trees? Or out upon the grass?
Do ladybugs have husbands? And what would they be called? And when a man has no hair, why do they call it bald?
These questions do entice our brains to take a merry stroll Hand in hand with the heart of a child To find the pot of gold.
Do Birdies Go To Music Class? • Opuss № I