Poems About Curiosity

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1. O Little Road

   by Annette Wynne

   
   

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   O little road, where do you go?
   I saw you start a while below,
   And then you climbed the woody hill;
   It almost seemed you'd reach the sky, While down below so patient, I Am standing, waiting for you still.
   

   Will you sometime turn round and then
   Hurry back to home again?
   Or will you always want to stray
   To richer lands far, far away—
   And never once look back to see
   This little house and waiting me?
   

2. Tear Stains

   by John Charles McNeill

   Tear-marks stain from page to page
   This book my fathers left to me,—
   So dull that nothing but its age
   Were worth its freight across the sea.
   

   But tear stains! When, by whom, and why?
   Thus takes my fancy to its wings;
   For grief is old, and one may cry
   About so many things!
   

3. I Like to Wander Off Alone

   by Annette Wynne

   
   

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   I like to wander off alone
   And climb upon a great tall stone,
   And wonder.
   

   I like to wonder at the sky,
   The curly cloud that tumbles by;
   I like to wonder at the grass
   And all the flying things that pass,
   I wonder if they wonder, too,
   The little things—perhaps they do,
   Perhaps they wonder who am I
   To stare at them as they pass by;
   

   The curly cloud looks down at me
   And wonders, too, what I may be,
   A tiny spot, so very small,
   The cloud can hardly see at all;
   And all the world is wondering
   At every other wondering thing,
   There's so much wondering to do,
   I wonder if I could get through;
   I think perhaps I might some day
   If I should never stop for play—
   I wonder!
   

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