Imagination

One child went to the moon and back The other went to Pluto The first one said there’s nothing there But the other said there’s mucho One kid sees in black and white Another in shades of grey One Childs’ thoughts may be finite The other lets the imagination play One may grow up stiff and stern The other one happy and free The future starts not when a child is born But what their mind can see Now some may say no one learns this way Focus is what gives life a start But imagination wins the day When it’s allowed to play a part Teach the child to do well in school To stay on the right track But mix in a little of Pluto’s rule and the child will never look back Life is a journey, and though the present is now What it can be is not The dreamer’s dream will somehow show what the moon’s child forgot. ©Deborah M Kelly 6/8/2021