Thursday, June 23, 2011

The Weather

Hot and cold, wet and dry
Weather changes and seasons go by
It never stays, whatever you try
Each one paints a different sky
Some colors we love others we hate
Got to brave them all at any rate

There will be rain, there will be thunder
Staying inside though is the real blunder
You can hide in a burrow or peek through a window
The real fun is outside, come high or low

The trusty umbrella, favorite jacket and the sunny hat
They hold you back from running flat
They do protect you, help you travel miles
But just for fun, throw them away once a while

We cant always wait for the weather to clear
At some point we need to face our fear
We crave postcards with the picture perfect frame
But the picture without us, is still pretty lame

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Questions

How, when why or what
Questions have always ruled our thoughts
               Like a shining star in the universe dark
               Questions ruled way before we used the mark

                              Why did the apple fall straight down?
                              What is faster, light or sound?
                                             Questions help us define life
                                            They also cause the most strife

                                                         How faraway are the stars in the sky?
                                                         How do fishes swim and birds fly?
                                                                         Questions are used to show concern
                                                                         Questions are the only way to learn
                          
                                                         When exactly does the sun rise?
                                                         How do you tell when someone lies?
                                           Questions we should never loose
                                           Old or young, Questions you can forever use

              Did Questions start with sight of fire
              Who cares, as long as they inspire
Questions never need any structure
Questions are what shape the future


Like a shining star in the universe dark
Questions ruled way before we used the mark