Thursday, September 20, 2012

the Inquisitor

she asks questions like
they`re going out of style;
she goes through ?s
by the pound,
seeks answers
by the pile.
deductive little reasoner,
find her thinking with a smile,
a twinkling in her eye,
and then, what comes next,
my best guess,
will start with why, mama,
oh, why?
why is time
the way it is,
and who made the
number two;
why do my cells
make me, me,
and why do yours
make you, you?
bright as the sun,
fast as the days,
love this girl
and her questioning ways.

Addie Blue, June 2012.

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