WHY
Some of my thoughts on
WHY
When I was a little boy
And my kite wouldn’t fly
I asked why ?
While still of tender years
My love said good—by
I asked why ?
Then I grew to manhood
And heard my child cry
I asked why ?
I saw man at his best
Then say an eye for an eye
I asked why ?
As a stooped old man
I watched life pass by
I asked why ?
From kite to rocking chair
How time does fly
I asked why ?
The answer is forth coming
For when I die
I’ll know why .
©Prof. Don T. Nomuch 2006
When I was a little boy
And my kite wouldn’t fly
I asked why ?
While still of tender years
My love said good—by
I asked why ?
Then I grew to manhood
And heard my child cry
I asked why ?
I saw man at his best
Then say an eye for an eye
I asked why ?
As a stooped old man
I watched life pass by
I asked why ?
From kite to rocking chair
How time does fly
I asked why ?
The answer is forth coming
For when I die
I’ll know why .
©Prof. Don T. Nomuch 2006
posted by don t nomuch at
3:19 PM
3 Comments:
Dear, dear Professor Nomuch...you are wiser than words. :)
Love, Liz
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EKWisdom, at 7:29 AM
Thanks Liz that was kind. I'm sure there will be some things you don't like I will appreciate your neg. as well as pos.comments
Yours till we meet in the classroom of life The Proffessor.
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don t nomuch, at 6:57 PM
Thanks Liz that was kind I know there will be things you wont like if something offends you neg comment are appreciated as much as pos. yours till we meet in the classroom of life. The Proffessor
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don t nomuch, at 7:03 PM
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