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Five and a half year old Wisdom

A tone only a boy of five can master
Reverent and arrogant both
With wide eyes
Lips lift upward; enamel twinkles

Honest brown orbs meet weary green
Matter of fact declaration
"I'm not gonna tell you your belly's big and fat
even if it is"

"Cause that's not nice"
A reassuring pat
Followed by a proud swagger
He skips away; vindicated

1- Celticlion on May 19 2008 - Edit · Delete

Oh, God, I remember that age with my kidlets and that tone and sassy little 'tude-you capture the sweet stuffing of their sureness so well. They know who they are and they tell it like it is- but their sense of right and wrong is very powerful. Too bad so many of us lose that by the time we're all grown-up and yucky. This piece is written so deftly- beautifully crafted. I loved it...C

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