So Many Questions
written by: Jane Bradshaw
The little one gazed upwards
With eyes huge and round
Her tiny rosebud lips
Pursed in contemplation
Why are rainbows only in the sky?
Why can’t I touch them?
And why do they leave?
Because they are borrowed
A precious gift from above
They must be returned my little one
Why does rain fall from clouds?
Why are they dark and gloomy?
And why is rain only water?
Because they are moving vessels
Magical and proud
And water is life for all on Earth
The little one’s eyelids drooped
As the moon twinkled beyond
Her mother tucked her in
With waves of forever love
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