A Riddle Song

By Sue Cowing

I’ll tell you a ball that’s not quite round.
I’ll tell you a bell that makes no sound.
I’ll tell you a road that doesn’t bend.
I’ll tell you a story that has no end.

 

The world is a ball that’s not quite round.
A bluebell, blooming, makes no sound.
Truth is a road that doesn’t bend,

and hope is a story that has no end.