AN IMPORTANT POEM
....written by my 12 year old daughter B just a few weeks ago.
Little dust you flitter here
And you float there
I wonder where you will land and if you
Will be swept away without care
Until you land under my bed where my mom will scold me
Because she's told me very coldly
A million times to clean my room
Even though you are just dust
That you will always be free
Just like me.