Sunday, May 3, 2009

Here is a poem about two year olds.

BUSY

Busy, busy all the day,
Not a minute left for play.

Pulled the flowers from the pot,
Tied the cat into a knot,
Ate two bugs, but don’t want more,
Screamed and kicked all through the store,
Climbed too high and almost fell,
Cracked raw eggs and smeared them well.

Wonder, wonder, what will be
Left to try when I’m age three?

-Doris E. Brannan

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