Have you taken your mom for a walk today
to the park to watch the children play?
to feel the sun on her wrinkled cheek
and watch frolicking birds
at the edge of the bay?
Have you had a long talk with your dad today
about things he imagines
that won’t go away?
Or gone to the shed to see his display
of rusty old saws that he won’t throw away?
Do you listen to kids who push you away
and call you names, but want you to stay?
Can you hear their words or feel their dreams
in the music that raves
and the games they play?
Do you listen to birds who speak without words;
Can you imagine dragons?
Would you sit by the fire to hear the tales
of the pilgrims who circle their wagons?
Does the song of the river turn you around,
Does poetry give you pleasure?
Do you believe that the soul of the earth
is something you never can measure?