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Progeny Precious Why is the earth round, sky blue?
Why do the Eskimos live in igloo?
The grass is green on the other side.
Rivers and ocean follow the tide.
Why can't I play throughout the day
But must
Study and never like a donkey bray?
Why, I can't
Get wet in the April shower
Be a Spiderman full of power?
Why do the clock have two hands
And the child like me on T. V. none?
Losing them through dirty, splitter bomb.
Why
do so many questions ablaze my mind?
And why can't I speak
the language of animals, birds, tame or wild?
Everything is a big puzzle to me --
The quiz, buzzer, gas nozzle as well as the buzz of a bee.
We all shed off our childhood once we grow up but as I read your poem I feel you have managed to preserve the little girl in you - even as you grew up.
You have an exceptional ability to write.
Wow, awesome poem. Interesting and thought-provoking questions.