IN the grass A thousand little people pass, And all about a myriad little eyes look out, For there are houses every side Where the little folks abide, Where the little folks take tea On a grass blade near a tree; Where they hold their Sabbath meetings, Pass each other, giving greetings, So remember when you pass Through the grass; Little folks are everywhere; Walk quite softly, take great care Lest you hurt them unaware, Lest the giant that is @3YOU@1 Pull a house down with his shoe, Pull a house down, roof and all, Killing children, great and small; So the wee eyes look at you As you walk the meadows through, So remember when you pass Through the grass! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LOVER IN HELL by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET THE SMALL SELF AND THE LIBERAL SELF by JAMES GALVIN ABOVE AND WITHIN by DAVID IGNATOW IN LOVE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON LET ME NOT LOSES MY DREAM by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON MERELY STATEMENT by AMY LOWELL |