looking at you with my BIG eyes...
Monday, February 27, 2006

I wonder why the grass is high,
and greener on the other side.
I wonder why words aren't always true,
and why is there something always new?
I wonder why wars don't subside,
and why men commit sucicide.
I wonder if we never wondered,
and oh if we did, there would be our plunder.
We wonder to find something new,
to test thy words that are untrue.
We wonder until we finally find,
the grass is truly greener on the other side.
We wonder to help the ones in need,
who see the wars; who mourn and grieve.
And if the world would to suddenly stop to wonder, down will go the worlds beautiful wonders.