As we journey <br />drift from drift- <br />-wood to drift-wood <br /> <br />She asks me: <br /> <br />“Where do waves come from? ” <br /> <br />“Who is sky? ” <br />“How is green? <br />“Why is water? ” <br /> <br />I do my best(I <br />a mere father) to answer <br /> <br />but she is already <br />listening to a shell <br /> <br />tell of the vast sea <br />inside her.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-how-of-why-for-miss-kiss-kiss/
