The world’s a fascinating
And wondrous place
When you wear little shoes,
Your eyes grow wide
And fill with tears
If mummy’s hand you lose,
Everything’s new and shiny bright
A smile or a hug
Can put all woes right,
Stairs are one more challenge
Over which you can triumph,
Stars are jewels in the sky
All grownups are giants,
No language is required
A mere finger point is good,
Every murmur or gurgle
Can be understood,
No need to walk
When you’ve got tired feet,
You can sit cosy on mummy’s lap
If you’re too small for the seat,
A story or sock puppet
Will keep you amused,
How wonderful the world is
When you wear little shoes.
Diane Scantlebury
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