Two Small Boys

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Do you think we will grow up?

Asked one small boy to another.

Do you think we will stay this size?

Asked the other boy.

My dad says we will,

He says it’s a day at a time.

If we died, we’d stay this size

Said the small boy suddenly reflective.

Like my mum, she’s dead

Announced the other small boy.

I’m not sure I want to grow up

Said the small boy.

I’m not sure I do either

Replied the other small boy.

My dad grew up, and he’s always worried

The first boy said hesitantly.

My dad grew up, and he’s sad and lonely

Said the other small boy.

Do you think a day at a time can be forever?

Asked the small boy

I hope so; I want it to be a long way off

Replied the other small boy.

We should make a pact

The small boy said looking into his future.

Yes a pact, to stay as boys for all time

The other small boy said hopefully.

My dad is worried mum will stop loving him

The small boy said

My dad is worried he’ll never be loved again

The second small boy explained

Growing up must be horrid

Said the small boy kicking the dirt

I don’t want to be grown up

Replied the other small boy.

Let’s shake on it

Suggested the small boy

Agreed and I’ll spit on my hand

Answered the other small boy cementing the deal.

 

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11 Responses to Two Small Boys

  1. Ages and stages, forever changing… Nicely penned!

  2. I liked this Michael, and can imagine two young lads talking like this.

  3. Lyn says:

    Perhaps that’s how Peter Pan started out. Growing older is mandatory, however, growing up is optional 🙂

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