Lil' Boy & His Lil' Questions
Lil' Boy & His Lil' Questions
It was Sunday,
A boy looking at the sky.
His father got into thinking,
Who was he looking above?
Went near and asked him,
What are you looking at, son?
He asked him something, that
His father kept him wondering.
Sun, moon, stars, clouds,
We all talk about them.
Nobody talks about sky,
Above all this is so high.
Father smiled, and
Replied to the lil champ.
The word sky itself
Is contained in all of them.
The sun giv
es us light,
It also brightens up the sky.
The moon-light up there, like
Light bulb hanging there.
Stars are little children,
With sweet smile shining there.
What to talk about clouds?
Like angry relatives create trouble.
His world is like us,
He is not alone.
But, somedays come like this;
It's better to stay alone.
Eliminated his all questions,
Gave answers with style.
Not just he cleared doubt,
Explained him the meaning of life.