I have to Have It by Dorothy Aldis









I have to Have It 

by Dorothy Aldis

I need a little stick when I 

Go walking up the street.

To poke in cracks as I go by

Or point at birds up in the sky

Or whack at trees we meet.


I need a stick to zim along

The fences that we pass;

I need a stick for dragging through

the gravel or the grass.


My father says there cannot be

A single doubt about it:

I have to have a stick with me.

I cannot walk without it.