BABY’SWORLD
IwishIcouldtakeaquiettheheartofmybaby’sveryownworld。
Iknowithasstarsthattalktohim,andaskythatstoopsdowntohisfausehimwithitssillydrainbows。
Thosewhomakebelievetobedumb,andlookasiftheyneveregtohisiththeirstoriesandwithtrayscrowdedwithbrighttoys。
IwishIcouldtravelbytheroadthatcrossesbaby’smind,andoutbeyondallbounds;
Wheremessengersrunerrandsforweenthekingdomsofkingsofnohistory;
WhereReasoesofherlawsahem,andTruthsetsFactfreefromitsfetters。