My beach goes on forever, left and right;
Its vast expanse is more than I can tell.
And though I like to stretch my farthest sight,
I try to look for little things as well.
A little crab with little legs and claws
Reminds me of myself; I’m little too.
And when he halts I also stop to pause
And wonder where he’s going, what he’ll do.
I wonder if the little crab’s aware
Of just how big the world around him is?
I wonder what my eyes would notice there
If I could for one moment see through his.
Then kneeling low I see, and see it’s grand;
His beach is made of tiny grains of sand.
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Monday, October 6th, 2008Elephant Dream
Monday, October 6th, 2008
Elephant Dream
An elephant dream, an elephant dream
As big as a house the elephant seems
As high as the clouds, we ride on its back
An ugly woman and a boy named Jack
And I tell the driver to take us home
But the great big elephant wants to roam
So the ugly woman screams out in fright
And the boy named Jack cowers out of sight
Oh where are we going? Nobody knows
But the elephant runs wherever he goes
His feet sound like thunder below his knees
He doesn’t slow down for mountains or trees
The riding is fast and everything seems
Oh, so exciting in elephant dreams!