WHY?

Why do they smile?
Tell me, I want to know why
Is it love for the sunshine?
Or love for the moonshine?
The silent stars in sky,
Or noisy planes flying high?
I wonder why they smile
perhaps they heard a lie.
Why do they laugh?
Here, draw a graph
Is it love for her photograph?
Or love for her autograph?
The dreams of a better half,
Or nightmare of a riff raff?
I wonder why they laugh
Perhaps, it's on her behalf.
Why do they glow?
Speak, before I go
Is it love for the rainbow?
Or love for God said so?
The heaven's we look up to,
Or the Earth below?
I wonder why the glow
Perhaps, they never know.
Why do I ask?
Listen I'll tell you lass
It's love for the past
And love for the old chaps
The sorrow they choose to pass
And joy that came at last
I wonder why I ask
Perhaps, so critics can relax.
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