Poem: He was just a little lad,
and on the week’s first day,
Was wandering home from Sunday School,
and dawdling on the way.
He scuffed his shoes into the grass;
he found a caterpillar
He found a fluffy milkweed pod,
and blew out all the filler.
A bird’s nest in a tree o’er head
so wisely placed and high
Was just another wonder
caught by his eager eye.
A neighbor watched his zig zag course,
and hailed him from the lawn
Asked him where he’d been that day,
and what was going on.
"Oh, I’ve been to Sunday School,
(He carefully turned a sod,
And found a snail beneath it);
I’ve learned a lot about God"
"M’m’m, a very fine way," the neighbor said,
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