Currently Reading The Little Prince By Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Richard Howard see related

The Little Prince is one of my favorite paperbacks I've read when I was in high school. So when I read this poem from the compilation of Kuwaderno, I was able to ponder and connected with it. Below is the poem about the Little Prince.

Ode to The Little Prince

I am the pilot
Stranded in Sahara
Out of nowhere
You appeared.
You- fragile
Inexplicably naive
Little boyYet so discerning.
Your acumen
Flows freely into space
Uninhibited
You talked nothing
But the world
You never knew of.
You treasure
The trivial feats
You learn and
Thirst for more
I thought I am
A grown-up.
Realized by immaturity
With the radiance
Of your ignorance.
How I love your innocence!

Then,
You occupied me
With your sweet laugh
That rings like
Little bells in the night.
You tamed my heart
That kept on waiting
To hear you
Laugh again.

Soon I forgot you
Just passed by the Earth...
You want to leave
For your planet
You nurtured and tended
Awaits you now...

Please take me
And let me be
The rose you kept
Under the glass globe.
Let me coax you
With my beauty,
Torment you
With my vanity.
Let me cast my
Fragrance on you.
And no,
You care never too young
To know how to
Love me back!

I do not want
The account to end
For I do not want wish
To sit under the stars
You left for me
And wait for your return.

I want to go home with you,
And together we will watch
The sunset -
The 44 sunsets you
See everyday

And you will never
Have to be sad again
Watching them...