children ask so many questions
what is this what is that
were we going were we been
are we there yet so they ask
such things to make you laugh
embarrass you with one word
teach you of innocence
these children
why is there favourite word
dont know is yours
minds that seek to full
the void with questions
to bring forth answers
their minds searching
while at rest
always trying to
figure out
things that make even
you wonder at these
children of yours and mine.
graham russell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/children-51/
