I never wondered why the sky was blue, Or wondered why the trees would lose their leaves. I never asked why mourning doves would coo, At morning time when silence rode the breeze.
I never asked why sunset turned clouds pink. Or wondered why the grass would roll down hills. It wasn't that I didn't like to think, But questions never came to me at will.
I never questioned why you said "I do." Or ever held uncertainty for your smile. I never doubted you'd always be true. I knew you'd be beside me every mile.
I didn't notice when the tears would fall. I never questioned why you'd always lie. I never thought about our last phone call. But always wondered why you had to die.
almost all my poems start out all light and fluffy and then reality punches you in the face. i don't know why.