Every year we do something strange.
We cut down a tree, and our living room we rearrange.
It will not grow, it leaves a mess,
so why do we look forward to this?
‘Why DO we do this?’ you wonder out loud.
“For the presents!” says the child unbowed.
‘Why are there presents?’ you wonder some more.
“It’s a birthday party!” shouts he, coming into a roar.
‘Then why don’t we sing Happy Birthday?’ Ha! You’ve got him this time.
“Because it’s Christmas!” he says with the most determined look in his eye.
You’re right, so true.
I just needed a little reminder, called you.
“I’m too ired” said the child,
using the day’s last bit of energy.
“I can barely crawl to my bed tho’ it’s in sight
and prop one eye open for my story.”
“I’m too ired for bathing and bubbles
I’d rather go to bed grubby.
Skip the scrubbing, go right to snuggling
I’m too ired to even say the T.”
“When it’s winter do ladybugs go inside?
Do you know where they might hide?
Have you seen a two-dollar bill, is it real?”
Children are wise and curious.
They ask questions like “How can the moon follow and chase us?”
I am asked, “Why is there no floor thirteen?
“What is white chocolate?” and “What is unseen?”
Better be ready to know everything, or find it or invent it quite readily.
“Is zero an even or odd number?” will make you humble.
You will think, you will stumble.
“Does a frog have ears?”
Some I know, others I fear.
“Which comes first, static or electricity?”
At times the answers really do stump me,
but I figure out how phone lines reach other countries.
“Before I was born did I pick you (or you pick me)?”
“Do pets go to Heaven to keep grandparents company?”
You will question what you know.
Do you remember what you were told?
Did you ever ask “Will you be here when I am old?”
I have to look it up and learn too
when I’m asked ‘Is a cucumber a fruit?’
So many questions like ‘Where is the rainforest?’ and ‘Why do we cry?”
I wonder at kids wondering all the things they do
and mostly I wonder that grown-ups forget to wonder too.