Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE NURSERY SAGE, by RAY CLARKE ROSE


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THE NURSERY SAGE, by                    
First Line: I know a quaint philosopher
Last Line: That fond expression—dad!
Subject(s): Babies; Fathers; Language; Mothers; Infants; Words; Vocabulary


I know a quaint philosopher
Who muses all day long,
Whose earnest utterances are
Exceeding plain and strong.
He seems assured that midnight is
The season to expound,
And then—the fact I must admit!—
His arguments are sound.

This wee Philosopher ignores
The "question of the hour,"
Except that of hygienic food,
Which same he doth devour.
He hath a scientific turn
Of mind, I'm free to say—
A simple astronomic taste:
He loves the Milky Way.

Although he hath abundant health,
A nurse is always near
To minister to each small need
Of this Philosopher.
He seems to long to walk abroad,
And often he begins,
But heavens! you should hear him howl
When he gets on his pins!

This young Philosopher I know
Is from a foreign land,
And speaks a language that I fain
Would speak or understand.
My clever wife, however, can
Translate his "Googly-goo!"
And vows it means "mamma," of course,
Just as all mothers do!

I lay no claim to learning great,
And yet my heart insists
That when my infant son gets red
And doubles up his fists,
And googles to articulate
A name, the boy is mad
Because he cannot quite command
That fond expression—DAD!





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