my daddy never answered my question, <br />or if Ii put it this way: <br />I was afraid of him, I was a boy until my twenty five. I could not ask. <br /> <br />I do not have a boy <br />or a daughter or <br />a pet to ask me. <br /> <br />so I kept all the questions for myself and <br />all the answers; <br /> <br />except few <br />are my troubles. <br />It takes time to get across the right question <br />before looking for a possible beautiful answer.<br /><br />Atef Ayadi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/questions-for-myself/
