Mother? Comments

fiona, i had a tiny, muffled chuckle upon reading the ending. for the mother, who had naysayed her son's wonderings/(wandering thoughts) , the ending was an abrupt [and sort of funny/clever] turnaround. [[nay·say (na'sa') tr.v. nay·said (-sed') , nay·say·ing, nay·says (-sez') **************** I WROTE NAYSAYED BUT HERE IT SEEMS naysaid may be correct. bri ;) To oppose, deny, or take a pessimistic or negative view of: They will naysay any policy that raises taxes. nay'say'er n.]] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - I wish to speak with Dusk. I ask how it likes to live As both day and night ................here i believe you may want to write I wish to speak..... I'd ask.....[[not I ask]]......... ........................ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - until i passed the first stanza, i was not sure who was speaking to whom, or, i should say, if one or two people were speaking in the first stanza. then it became clear in the second stanza. thanks for sharing. i like what ed nigma said, below, about geniuses. perhaps more innovations/inventions [useful or not; harmful or not] would be the result of adults thinking like this son thought. bri ;)

We must let our children explore with their mind. This they love to do so until we start saying nonsense deflating their imagination. Lovely write. Thank you Fiona

Wonderful write. i do wish for you to wear the sky of poetry. keep writing. may god bless you.

sun's ray is clear, good one.