All Sizes Big and Small

Happy Friday!


If you were as big as a giant flea,
How much would have to grow to be
The size of the tiniest head-to-tail
Very most midgety baby whale?

I mean to say–and it’s no surprise–
Whatever you do about your size,
There’s always something a size or two
Very much bigger or smaller than you.

I mean to say what’s big of some
Is mall of others. Now get along home.
And whether you stay or wander far,
But just the size of whatever you are.

by John Ciardi

Ciardi, John, and Edward Gorey. The man who sang the sillies; poems. Philadelphia: Lippincott, 1961. Print.


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