Often when I wanter talk, grown-ups say I ourghtn't, For they think what I would say cannot be important. I am told that when I'm grown, then I may be bolder, Wisdom will be in my head when I've gotten older. Tell me, will it, when it comes, set my head a-humming? But I mostly want to knowwill I feel it coming? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WORLD AS WILL AND REPRESENTATION' by HAYDEN CARRUTH SAPPHIC SUICIDE NOTE by JAMES GALVIN IVY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO EMILIE BIGELOW HAPGOOD - PHILANTHROPIST by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON ON HUNTINGDON'S 'MIRANDA' by SIDNEY LANIER SONG FOR A VIOLA D'AMORE by AMY LOWELL |