Dirty Face
Where did you get such a
dirty face,
My darling dirty-faced
child?
I got it from crawling
along in the dirt
And biting two buttons off
Jeremy’s shirt.
I got it from chewing the
roots of a rose
And digging for clams in
the yard with my nose.
I got it from peeking into
a dark cave
And painting myself like a
Navajo brave.
I got it from playing with
coal in the bin
And signing my name in
cement with my chin.
I got if from rolling
around on the rug
And giving the horrible
dog a big hug.
I got it from finding a
lost silver mine
And eating sweet
blackberries right off the vine.
I got it from ice cream
and wrestling and tears
And from having more fun
than you’ve had in years.
~ Shel Silverstein
I love Silverstein's poetry and especially the message in this poem. Thanks, Pat, for posting this. Karl
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