How have ways become the way they are?
When did they start, from whence have they come?
History tells many tales, though not all by far
There's much to which I have yet to let my thoughts succumb

I feel there's often much time to wonder, but less time to learn
As my thoughts often turn to those tales not written, possibly not known
It's often the small bits of knowledge for which my mind yearns
Those seemingly trivial ideas that were once someone's own

Who first questioned and tried peanut butter and banana sandwiches?
For me, it's a childhood classic combination
Who invented dimming light switches?
I want know to whom I owe my appreciation

I know the human pool of knowledge is always increasing
There are more fields of study than I could ever list
I must strive to learn every day without ceasing
Above all, I owe it to myself to not let truth be missed