It's our world and you cannot enter,
You're too tall and you'd have to stoop.
We crawl on our hands and knees,
Though you seek and you try
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Staying overnight at my grandmother's home was such a treat growing up. she let us be children. enjoyed reading very much.
The kids innocence behavior and here I must say a truth teller well delineated and it gave a panorama 1st Size 2nd compulsion 3rd also compulsion 4th curse to the grown world as in 1st I love kids Mr David all sorts of kids, I enjoy to talk with them. and always felt A CALL FOR FREEDOM here also in this poem freedom is a desire..kid say Don't interfere in the realm of kid...we have to be a kid(Innocent) thanx a lot very nice poem enjoyed and confirmed freedom is the everlasting demand