My little girl asked me how the universe came to be
I took her to the park, on a leisurely walk

A rainy day like this is meant for something as important as
a child discovering the secrets of the world

She splashed some mud and jumped about the puddles
and giggled like only a child can, I walked beside her, she ran

We saw the birds perched on the wet trees
—holding on
We watched the leaves dropping the rain on the ground
—letting go

A cloudy day like this is meant for something as beautiful as
a butterfly hiding in the shelter of a big red rose

My little girl

Question

My little girl asked me how the universe came to be
 I took her to the park, on a leisurely walk 

A rainy day like this is meant for something as important as
 a child discovering the secrets of the world

She splashed some mud and jumped about the puddles
 and giggled like only a child can, I walked beside her, she ran 

 We saw the birds perched on the wet trees
 —holding on
 We watched the leaves dropping the rain on the ground
 —letting go

 A cloudy day like this is meant for something as beautiful as
 a butterfly hiding in the shelter of a big red rose

 My little girl

anonymous · Answer

My little girl then stopped, looked up at me
 As if she did not think I knew the answers 

 She had more questions stored in her eyes
 We walked and talked till the rain returned

aravindg · Answer

Intersting but in the wrong group :/