There is a blue star, Janet, Fifteen years' ride from us, If we ride a hundred miles an hour. There is a white star, Janet, Forty years' ride from us, If we ride a hundred miles an hour. Shall we ride To the blue star Or the white star?
Carl Sandburg’s “Baby Toes” reads like a parent or older companion talking quietly to a child named Janet. It lays out two imaginary destinations: a blue star fifteen years’ ride away, and a white star forty years’ ride away, both measured at a hundred miles an hour.
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