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Forgotten Language by Shel Silverstein

Once I spoke the language of the flowers, Once I understood each word the caterpillar said, Once I smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings, And shared a conversation with the housefly in my bed. Once I heard and answered all the questions of the crickets, And joined the crying of each falling dying flake of snow, Once I spoke the language of the flowers. . . . How did it go? How did it go? There are two ways to view this poem and people seem to land in one category or the other. The first interpretation is of a child and how that child was connected to nature through fantasy. The child makes up stories in their head and communicates with everything and finds new experiences exciting. Those children who are looking to learn from their environment are bright and pay attention to the little things people often skip over.   The other way to interpret the poem is through the author’s connection to nature. The author indicates he was once connected to natu