Knowledge

 Knowledge 

-Eleanor Farjeon

Your mind is meadow

To plant for your needs

You are the farmers

With knowledge of seeds, 

Don't leave your meadow

Unplanted and bare,

Siw it with knowledge 

And tend it with care.

Who’d be a know-nothing

When he might grow

The seeds of knowledge.

Of stars and snow;

The science of numbers,

The stories of time,

The magic of music,

The secrets of rhyme?

Don't be know-nothing!

Plant in the spring,

And see what harvest

The summer will bring.