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A girl and a boy,

  together they play;

friends, 

  if but only today.

 

A time will soon come,

 as it always does,

and lead each other 

  away.

 

She’s cute.

  He’s pretty.

 

But Nature betrays

  the neat from the normal;

there’s nothing abnormal

  that Nature obeys.

 

A boy and a girl,

  each to their world.

 

She’s pretty.

  He’s cute.

 

Nature made them that way.

 

A sweet boy, 

  pretty girl.

 

We think they’re just friends.

 

We don’t know

  which way

the tree limb swings.

 

And the girl is a pearl

  of a gem.

 

He’s pretty.

  She’s cute.

 

They’re probably not suited

  for each other,

but in some other way.

 

She’s pretty. 

  So’s he.

 

Is there mutual attraction,

  or affected protraction?

 

How may we winnow 

  the real stuff away.

 

A girl and a boy,

  exude in their joy;

 

that Time, soon enough,

  sheds away.

 

A boy and a girl,

  both in their worlds.

‘Til they leave it,

  leave the boy and the girl

to play.

 

 

 

 

 

 

©2013, Marvin Loyd Welborn