Poems My Grandmother Taught Me

Why, Do You Suppose?

What do you think I saw today,
Behind the apple tree?
A little elf was sitting there
Looking straight at me!

“Hi!” I said, real softly,
“Won’t you come and play?”
But I must have scared him —
He got up and ran away.

Now why, do you suppose,
That dear little elf
Was underneath that tree
All by himself?

~Dana B. Nelson