TELL ME WHY
By: Hope
Does God have a big gluestick?
No? Then tell me why,
the stars are stuck in Heaven,
and don't fall from the sky?
Is there really a man in the Moon?
No? Then tell me why,
I see him smile down at me,
whenever I walk by?
Do angels bowl in thunderstorms?
No? Then tell me why,
I hear the pins all crashing,
from way up there so high?
Does Santa's sleigh have magic?
No? Then tell me why,
he gets to a zillion houses,
if his reindeer couldn't fly?
Are there monsters in my closet?
No? Then tell me why,
they always seem to disappear,
when Mom turns on the light?
Do I ask too many questions?
I do? Then tell me why,
grown-ups know all the answers,
and someday, so will I.