Poetry / Because My Dear Child

How come the sky is blue?
Well, my dear child, it’s blue just for you.
How come the moon shines in the night?
Well, my dear child, the moon is showing its happiness and delight.
How come the ocean is so big?
Well, my dear child, because the world is so big.
How come you answer all my questions?
Because, my dear child, to me you’re worth fortunes.

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