Why?

I know a curious little boy,

Who is always asking “Why?”

Why this, why that, why then, why now?

Why not, why by-the-by?

He wants to know why wood should swim,

Why lead and marble sink,

Why sun should shine and wind should blow

And why we eat and drink.

He wants to know what makes the clouds

And why they cross the sky,

Why sinks the sun behind the hills

And why the flowers die.

Some of these why’s are not too hard

To answer if you’ll try;

Others no one ever yet

Has found the reason why.