Someone I love has queried of me, “ Where are you going and why?”
And do you know I couldn’t give a satisfactory reply?
It made me pause midway and think deep thoughts too ponderous to ply.
I ceased at once, and began in earnest an “Inquisition” I,
An answer rang so simple, shrill and clear, in vacuous dismay
Oh, dear, I’ve done it once again and childlike, lost my adult way.
Claire V. Bogdanos 