Heidi, I have to tell you about my favorite poem written by a child. Her name is Diane and she lives in New Zeland. She was perhaps 9 or 10 at the time she wrote this- about 1978. It is simple and profound but you do have to think about it for awhile. Most people don't seem to "get it" right away and because a child wrote it, often it is dismissed; but I think she knew exactly what she was saying. I am going to type it in from memory but I think it will be correct because I never forgot it.

The wind is half the flower
Because the wind is in the flower
The white flower
Is in the clouds
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Knowledge speaks, but wisdom listens.
Jimi Hendrix