Children Poem by graham russell
Children
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.
A lovely tribute to little people. How sad it is that those who question so passionately when they are small, accept so carelessly once they are grown. Perhaps if the grownups around them had tried a bit harder, they might be asking still. There is much truth in your words. Love Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
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4/30/2024 4:15:08 PM # 1.0.0.1119
'Why' is a difficult question: -)))) Seriously though, children love to be spoken to and adults so often leave them out. How else can they mature and learn if they are not included in conversation, it's no wonder they ask difficult questions. Some would say it's attention seeking while I think it's a plea to be included and in the end makes childish behaviour turn to 'gold', a treasure. Ruth: -D