Why do waves
at the beach
roll, crash, tug
in some strange rhythm?
Why isn’t the moon
blue,
like the rest of the sky?
Why do we like stars
so much?
Do puppies dream?
What’s with
dreams,
anyway?
Why do we climb trees
and try to build
houses in them?
Where did
the dinosaurs all go?
Why is the world
so
completely
obsessed
with beauty?
I wonder.
1 comment:
I love that!! The wording and ideas make it sound almost like an innocent child, but also like a young adult who is struggling with his (or her) own ideas about life. :)
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