The Question Why? | |
I have no Point,
No reason Why That the sun smiles And the clouds cry, It all seems less Without an end What does become? Why do we care? There is no Point So I am told Though all my life I strive till old To find my reason For which I try From birth to death Without answer to Why? I know it's out there All around In the sight, The smell, the sound, From way down here, And past the sky, I'll reach it someday And find out Why? |
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:: Kate Hooley
Lichfield UK |