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"Dad, why does the wind wrinkle the water?"
one of many "wondering" thoughts
he earnestly asks while on a ten mile bike ride
wandering up and down (one too many) hills.
Dad finds the words; he always does,
which sends him off pondering whatever he spies
next, while I enjoy a winsome view of the two
holding hands, wildly content to welcome this respite.
by Margaret Bednar, April 27, 2014
This is linked with "Imaginary Garden With Real Toads - The Letter W" hosted by Marian. I used 14… We DID take a hilly, ten mile bike ride today and my six year son did ask questions non-stop. We just kept laughing at his inquisitiveness. I enjoyed watching my husband answer every single one. (He didn't really ask about the wrinkly water, though. - that's artistic license :)
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