" All young children, at least part of the time, live in a world of magic."

Just came across this poem from Make the Morning, a collection of writing and artwork by a young boy who dictated poems to his mother from the time he was three until he was about six. The work was published by Stone Soup, one of the leading publishers of children's art and writing.

Here is a snippet from Make the Morning, dictated by James Anatole Lindbloom, pictured above, to his mother when he was three years old. The book was published in 1977 and is still available in limited quantities from Stone Soup for $15.

Make the Morning

I want make it be dark

I want it way, way, way dark

I gonna get bigger, bigger

and the whole world gonna shine

and I gonna be the sun

and there be lines on me

not any head, not any bottom.

I didn't make it up,

it came from the sun.