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Daily Poetry #32, March 1, 2017
Word: Curious
Like
a kid
asking the
same questions that
seemingly can’t be
answered, I will still ask.
For every question under
the stars, there are a hundred more
answers that could be given with it.
A cat and a child are the same, for
curiosity could kill, but they still
will persist until they get answers.
Whether they are confused or not,
a child will always take
your words with a grain of
sugar, for their minds
will never be
full. Maybe
I'm that
kid.
Copyright © Frisk Carris | Year Posted 2017
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