A Child’s Wisdom

They call the small child unwise
Someone we must civilize,
Kids mean what they say
To parents’ dismay
Instead of the deceit they prize.

They call the energized child
Someone unfocused and wild
Youth’s unrestrained joy
They’d rather employ
In pursuits undisruptive mild

They call their dithering youth
Lazy, unfocused, uncouth
Poor child was observing
Attention unswerving
The beauty found in nature’s truth

Sometimes the foolish are wise,
Sometimes they ought to advise,
Prim, proper crowds
Whose routine shrouds,
The wonders of life they should prize.

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