Knowledge

Curious is the babe, wide-eyed and new.

Hungry for an answer, questions they'll ask you.

 

A little older now, observing the world around.

More answers they seek, with new questions they've found.

 

In play and in pain, we learn the most info.

Forever growing their minds, the song changes tempo.

 

Life happens to all, priorities are pushed.

Knowledge still pursued, with gusto afoot.

 

Life without knowledge, is simply just poor.

Learning is the key, unlocking the mind's door.

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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