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.

graham russell

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/children-51/