Childish Thoughts
/I looked down at my grandson, and a tear had filled his eye
He looked up and said “Papa, why is it things must die?”
His pleading eyes sought wisdom and I stammered just a bit
And tried to think, before I spoke, of proper words to fit
Into my explanation of life’s cycles on our Earth
And how each played a vital part defining living’s worth.
“The life we see about us, all the animals and plants
Grow to reach maturity when given half a chance
Time seems short for many things, which come and go quite fast
While others grow so slowly that it seems they’ll always last
And what we see as “dying”, though it seems an end, you see,
It’s only one more stage of life in what will come to be.”
And after I had said that, he pointed to the sky
“I see the stars at night”, he said, “THEY never seem to die.”
I told him that each point of light was once a living thing
Shining now eternally in the hopes that they might bring
Some kind of understanding that life’s journeys never end
We can only see beginnings with the time on Earth we spend.
By James Geehring
From: United States
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