Nevermore Nevermore Nevermore Nevermore Quoth?

I am the hunger that is never fed, The itch that lives inside your head. I open doors that were meant to stay closed, And reveal the secrets that nature has posed. I am the Why? in a young child's eyes, The reason the foolish and the brilliant are allies.

A sneaky friend in the garden of Adam and Eve

A work of art or simple made, a lot of water shall be sprayed. Found in gardens or inside, the sound I make is a delight.

Water them gently and tuck in the children Sing to them sweetly, sprinkle their food over their heads Nurturing love, and guiding hands, Whisper the magic words, 'I bid thee, I bid thee, Grow strong and swiftly,' Cozy in their beds, kept warm and safe, This home filled with light and all of the growing green things