A Curiosity On August 16, 2015August 16, 2015 By Hattie ButterworthIn Uncategorized A curiosity comes And then it goes as soon as I realize All I’m curious about has less than an explanation No one knows what I desire to know It’s not for me to ask what or how or why It’s for me to do great, live well Then die. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related