My son walked up to me
this morning over breakfast
and innocently quizzed me
with an spontaneous question
I brushed it off momentarily
Should I say it was silly?
He turned and walked away
and got into his infantile plays
It did not matter to him
that he did not get an answer
But somehow
the question kept ringing in me
over and over again
only to reveal a deeper depth
in a seemingly childish question
and when I contemplated an answer
I realized, I did not have one
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