Little Folks With Big Questions

This Was Written Oh So Long Ago, but I’m sure it will seem ‘fresh and new’ to many a young mother out there. Can you identify with it?

What do you answers when wide blue eyes

Gaze questioningly up at you?

And thoughts come tumbling forth like streams

With questions so fresh and new?

What do you answer, what do you say

When these moments come in your work-a-day?

I pause a moment, tilt a small chin,

Let my hand rest briefly on a shoulder thin.

“Son, I love you, but I just don’t know

How to make this knowledge grow…

To have no clue makes me somewhat sad

“So maybe it’s best if you go ask Dad.”

I remember so clearly how that small, red-headed boy could question. I think this time it was something complicated to do with space shuttles and he was only four! This picture looks very much like our grandson--that little boy's boy!