Why Is the Sky Blue

" Why is the sky blue? " , said the Baby Gnu. "

Why do the seasons start anew? " and " Why do they call this place Timbuktu? "

" I do not have a clue," said Papa Gnu. "

" But I believe it to be true, 

that the answer is inside of you and when I am long gone, 

I hope you have the view, that as you grew,

 I did what was true, 

tried my best to show you what to do 

and keep you far, far away from that place called the zoo."
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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