‘Don’t go in grasshopper’s houses’

Exact words of a four year old I once babysat. Credit to him.

‘Don’t go in grasshopper’s houses’,
you warned as we supposedly passed them by
I can’t say I know much about grasshopper’s houses
but I can’t say I wouldn’t try

Because with your mother’s cluttered apartment
overseen by wise eyes
Your mother’s stack of judgment
and late in the night girlish advice

Paid no heed walking into her house
yours too, now did I?
Cautious one, you’ll learn soon
it’s worth the risk of wasted time

Regard doormat warnings,
eyes from your mother will know what’s right
If you still wish to come in,
For the grasshoppers, knock twice

You’ll form a quilted neighborhood
Each visit a patch, no two alike
You and your mother might like to know,
there’s a patch of green on mine

I think of that walk and miss you so
Most houses you must say goodbye
A shame we are unable to stare into the sun,
that pretty things learn to fly

Author's Note

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