There are things I can't explain, <br />Things that puzzle the mind, <br />Questions for which I need <br />Satsfactory answers to find: <br /> <br />Why the dew on the grass? <br />Why do flowers die? <br />Why death of beauteous things? <br />Why, oh why, oh why? <br /> <br />Why the night, why the day? <br />Why, the lightning's blinding flash? <br />Why, the wind's mighty roar? <br />Why, the thunder's deafening crash? <br /> <br />Why do eyes open and close? <br />Why can't they open keep? <br />And why do the open when I want <br />To shut them tight in sleep? <br /> <br />Why these things I can't explain? <br />But here I am where destiny brings; <br />My books I read by night and day, <br />Soon to learn the why of things.<br /><br />Jann Matthew Papin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/why-192/
