by Alice Schertle
The world is round
and deep
and cool.
The bottom of the world's
a pool
with just enough room
for a frog alone.
The walls of the world
are of stone on stone.
At the top of the world,
when I look up high,
I can see a star
in a little round sky.
from Forget-Me-Nots: Poems to Learn by Heart
Selected by Mary Ann Hoberman
Little, Brown & Co, 2012
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