LITTLE GIRLS LITTLE BOYS ~ By Stellamarie Nel Little girls, silly things, sugar and spice And all things nice Lots of wires and tricky bits To keep a man about his wits Little boys, scruffy knees, sticks and stones And broken bones Taking everything apart Stealing every mother’s heart Off to play we all go, think we know what we should know Soon we find that girls and boys Play different games with different toys. Girls are quick and learn quite soon, whom it is that calls the tune The game is easy, old as time, Catch on quick and you’ll be fine. Easy things to fix are boys, with tinker, tailor, soldier toys Hammer and nails will fix ‘em quick And Chicken soup when they are sick But boys take everything apart, like choo-choo trains and little girls hearts And then the pieces just won’t fit, no matter how they fiddle with it! Little girls, little boys Different games, different toys And no matter how we look at it I wonder: Were they made to fit? S.N.
More than one hundred lifetimes later and like the alley cat, back on my feet. "Who are you" I ask the precocious seven year old who used to have the answer to everything, "And where are you going?"