I WONDER WHY

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I wonder why there is night and day

I wonder why sun rises and sun sets each day

Oh Mom, why it happens can you say?

Oh my Angel, God wants it to be

To give us rest and meditate of His goodness for us you see.

I wonder why air just passes as free as he could be

Kisses me every day swiftly

Oh Mom, why it happens can you say?

Oh my Angel, God gives air for us for free

To make us live beautifully.

I wonder why sea rushes to the shore

As someone chasing him I am not sure

Oh Mom why is he sometimes seems happy and lonely?

Oh my Angel, God wants it to be

To let us know how wonderful His love for you and me.

I wonder why trees grow as tall as he can be

And birds fly and sing as merrily as they can be

They live with their own, and why people our too dependent?

Oh my Angel, God wants it to be

God give us free will and intelligence let us use it baby.

I wonder why young people crave to look old and mature

And why when old desire to look younger and stay beautiful

Why they rush to earn a lot while young to be there

And spent all they earn to stay young when not getting any younger?

Oh my Angel, God gives us choices for our own lives my dear.

I wonder why people say “quiet baby is sleeping”

And they shout and make all the noise even old is slumbering

Parents give their young children to anything they desire and said

And when their parents get old their request is unappreciated

Oh my Angel, those are mysteries of life they said.

I wonder why parents do all things to send their children to school

And once these young learned a lot they think their parents are fool

How can these children feel so superior?

Oh my Angel, God is not happy for it

Now I am sure you will not do it.

I wonder why people fall in love

And why some said they marry the good or they marry the bad

And why couples still stay together for the reason is their child?

Oh my Angel to marry is not just a game

If not prepared you will be locked up or be insane.

I wonder why people don’t stay

They come and go in our way

Some die before they were born, or die at youthful

Oh Mom can you say it full?

                    Oh my Angel, God designed that an end  

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 21, 2012 ⏰

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