Baby Toes

There is a blue star, Janet,
Fifteen years’ ride from us,
If we ride a hundred miles an hour.

There is a white star, Janet,
Forty years’ ride from us,
If we ride a hundred miles an hour.

Shall we ride
To the blue star
Or the white star?

by Carl Sandburg

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Beautiful flight of imagination displayed in a song composed for a child. Thanks for sharing it here.