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