The Present

Hat tip:  JAG

I tried to teach my child with books.

He gave me only puzzled looks.

I tried to teach my child with words.

They passed him by often unheard.

Despairingly I turned aside.

“How shall I teach my child?” I cried.

Into my hand he put the key.

“Come,” he said, “play with me.”

(A verse by an unknown author at the entrance of the Louisiana Children’s Museum in New Orleans)