Dirt

Where did you get such a dirty face, my darling dirty-faced child?

I got it from crawling along in the dirt, and biting two buttons off Jeremy’s shirt. I got it from chewing the roots of a rose and digging for clams in the yard with my nose.

Shel Silverstein

Poem: Dirty Face

Poem: The Dirt-Eaters

Poem: Dirty, Poorly Dressed

Poem: The Air Smelled Dirty

Poem: deeper than dirt

Poem: Soiled Hands

Poem: Catching the Moles

Poem: Seeing through the Ground

Poem: Mole

Poem: Worms

Poem: The Worm

Poem: The Worm Has Hope

Poem: The Late Worm

Poem: Miracle Fish

Beneath the Soil: Potato Tubers Timelapse

The Worm

Worm

Dirt

Mole

Soil