Question Time
I have a younger brother,
Who recently turned four.
He asks Mum many questions
And then he asks some more.
I tried to ask our mother
Why he kept asking “Why?”
The answer that she gave me
Was one enormous sigh.
She then breathed in quite deeply
And started to explain
How asking all those questions
Was strengthening his brain.
For as we all get older
And use our ears and eyes,
Our questions bring us answers:
The “Why?”s help make us wise.
Monty Edwards
- Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #17

Monty says: “The numerous question marks of the prompt made me think of the many questions asked by young children that may test a parent’s patience, but are an essential part of a child’s development.”
I like this simple poem.
What a lovely use of the prompt Monty. Great poem.