I'D LIKE to know the whisp'ry things The trees say to each other And what the stars mean when they laugh And wink at one another. I'd like to see @3inside@1 the dark That girls are so afraid of, I'd like to feel the velvet stuff The summer sky is made of— It looks so soft and thick and blue With not a wrinkle through it, The fairies iron it, perhaps, I wonder how they do it? I wonder if the noisy brook Is cross or only playing— The birdies chatter all day long, I wonder what they're saying! The cow that jumped above the moon— Did it fall down inside it? It must be there somewhere, you know, Where does the moon-man hide it? Does that cow give the milk that makes The milky-way, I wonder, And when it bellows loud, is that What makes the rumbly thunder? O dear! There's lots of things to know, But though big folks are clever And though I ask and ask all day They never tell me—@3never!@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WORLD AS WILL AND REPRESENTATION' by HAYDEN CARRUTH ODE TO THE BROWN PAPER BAG by JAMES GALVIN TO WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON HOMAGE TO SEXTUS PROPERTIUS: 2 by EZRA POUND DEEP IN THE NIGHT by SARA TEASDALE VIGNETTES OVERSEAS: 7. ROME by SARA TEASDALE |