Through my eyes as a child - poem

Through my eyes as a child,
Play is work and work is play.
This I do from morning till night day after day.
For this is how I learn though I cannot say.
Even if it seems a waste of time to you
Please, please let me stay.
I hope you'll enjoy your work
just like I enjoy my play.

- Bee


posted Friday, 19 March 2004