Sunday, January 15, 2012

THE QUESTION (A POEM ABOUT CHILDREN AND THE AMUSING THINGS THEY SAY)

The Question
 



I asked mommy how babies came
She looked at me and smiled
She motioned for me to sit right down
And said 'Listen to me my child'
'A man and woman who feel such love
Get married and live together
Nine months later a baby's born
With love that lasts forever'
I tilted my head, stuck out my tongue
Then said 'Don't tell me any more'
Daddy walked in to say goodnight
I gave him a look like never before
He frowned at mom then me and said
'What seems to be the problem?'
I relayed all that I was told
'No wonder you look so glum'
Daddy tried to assure me
'There's no need to think about that'
Dreary I laid down my head
And he gave me a little pat
'Don't let me grow up' I said
He smiled and closed my door
I wished I could stay 9 years old
  I hoped someday I'd create a cure

By Auras Rose
© 2012 Trish Cockburn (All rights reserved)

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