Come little ones, gather round
Let me tell you something profound
Sometimes things can disappear
Just like magic, oh so clear!

When you reach out to touch
Something that you like so much
It might seem to shrink away
But don't worry, it's okay!

You see, sometimes things get smaller
But you can still be a big baller
With goodness in your heart and mind
You can conquer all, you'll find.

Don't be afraid to reach out
To grab that thing, without a doubt
It might seem too far away
But just keep trying, every day.

And when you saw something very rare
Don't be sad, it's still out there
It might be farther than you can see
But don't give up, it's meant to be.

So go out there, and do your best
And let your heart do the rest
With goodness in your heart and mind
You'll grow bigger, one day you'll find.

Reflections

1. What can disappear just like magic, and how should we react when this happens?
2. What does it mean to be a "big baller" according to the poem, and how can we become one?
3. What is the message of the poem, and how can we apply it in our lives?