This reminds me of an old song from Colorado.
"Grandaddy, tell me the names of all the stars up in the sky..
Is there a heaven?
Do you think there is a life after we die?
Why do some people have all the gold and silver they can spend?
Others have nothing!
It isn't fair and I've always wondered WHY.
Can I hold the match while you light your pipe ??
I love the smell of tobacco in the air.
Tell me again about how it was before I came to be ...
In the old country ..."
Thanks Larry. Kids always have questions...
"They answered my questions with questions,
And set me to stand on the brink.
Where the sun and the moon were as brothers,
And all that was left was to think ..."