L Milton Hankins Poet Quatrain

Drew Wants To Know

Sometimes I get to wondering, why?
Almost any old subject will do,
          For I have one of those curious minds
          Like a three-year-old named Drew

Sometimes he tugs on my trousers
And stares up into my cloudy eyes,
          Like he thinks I can answer anything
          When I can’t, I hear disappointed sighs

I asked why he thought I would know
Why the sky is blue, the grass is green
          And he, without hesitation, replied,
          “Papa, from all those years you've seen!”

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Caren Krutsinger December 17, 2021 at 7:41 AM " he thinks I can answer anything" - it is a wonderful feeling to have a little one look up at you, thinking this isn't it? L Milton Hankins December 17, 2021 at 8:56 AM I seem to have always had kids looking up to me. I sat by a first grader at a formal dinner the other evening. He looked over at me and said, "You're old!" They are so honest and truthful. His papa was very embarassed, but I just smiled and said, "I like a kid who calls them as he sees them!" We got along famously.