THE PLAYTHINGS OF CHILDREN
The playthings of children....
they laugh and they pretend,
their voices are unconcerned and happy....
The fallen feathers of birds amuse them,——
even to the slightest touch
the caterpillar is very sensitive....
They amuse themselves, too,
with the round smooth object
which they roll over the ground, pretending....
There is a scar upon it,
where the knife struck
when the hair was torn away....
The playthings of children....
they talk unconcernedly,
they laugh, they pretend....