by Robert Louis Stevenson
The rain is falling all around,
It falls on field and tree,
It rains on the umbrellas here,
And on the ships at sea.
This poem (written for children) beautifully exhibits the impulse to treat children as humans with experiences that are universal to mankind. The rain described here seems to be a universal binder that unites a child in a park to the more romantic idea of ships at sea.
I think this short poem displays simplicity without stumbling into triviality. It’s a good benchmark.