My name is Aaron, and this is my head, 
I’m a good boy, that’s what my mom said, 
This is my nose, it has two holes, 
It feels real bad, when I have colds, 
These are my eyes, I have two, 
My mom says, they’re pretty, and  blue, 
This is my mouth, for candy to go.
My mom says, I eat real slow, 
This is my tooth, I only have one, 
One day I’ll have more, that’ll be fun, 
This is my arm and this is my hand, 
I have another one, to play in the sand
This is my tummy, it has a hole, 
Mom says I eat like a mole, 
This is my leg, right here you see, 
I have another one, right here on me, 
This is my foot, there it is right there, 
This is another one, I think it’s called a pair, 
My mom says I have a heart, it’s in here, 
She says when I’m sad, that’s what makes a tear. 
Mom says I have a soul, I don’t know where, 
I’ve looked every where, even over there,                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    