Marilyn Lott Poems
A Child’s Mind
The world is wide with wonder
For everything is new
A child’s mind is like a sponge
Or like a flower sipping morning dew
I love to watch them question
Every single thing
You never know what is next
And what each day will bring
Perhaps we too should open
Our minds deliciously
And see the world as a child does
How exciting life would be!
Henry The Pecan Tree
He was truly just a sad little stick
I told Randy, “Just let it go.”
But he simply couldn’t do it
He loved that Pecan stick so.
Henry came from Mississippi
Well, Randy came from there too
Regardless, it was just a stick
I think it would look the same to you.