A drop that hangs or drops,
A car that moves or stops,
A flute that sharply sounds,
A plane that flies or grounds,
And firewood that flames,
And children playing games...
Their actions happen - I
Precisely know why.
But many other things -
What coming daylight brings,
What some of phrases mean -
Aren't clear; people win
For nothing or they couple
And then become to supple
And some can always lie -
I don't know why.
Since morning dew till late
Despite of heavy weight
A bumblebee is flying,
And winds can be all-drying
And strong or wet and lightest;
Some persons are politest,
Some others use to pry -
I'd like to know why.
There is a desert where
The stones crawl somewhere;
A spider's weaving neatly,
A cat is purring sweetly,
Some flowers nightly close...
We only presuppose
But, however try,
We cannot know why.
Why
© Copyright: Нина Макарова 4, 2015
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