(photo copyright niznoz; used with permission)

Boys

What you got there? I asked
the little boy
He showed me the sailboat
that he had made
in Sunday School

Another little boy
(approaching 90 years of age)
gleefully stopped me in the street
to show me an ad he had clipped
offering used cars for five dollars

In a coffee shop a third little boy
middle-aged this time
was poring over some maps of Switzerland
He showed me where he trains
fighter pilots to survive in the wild

When I was a little boy
I didn't want to grow up
Luckily I discovered
that you never have to stop
being a little boy


(Inspired by three encounters I have had in the past week and a bit.)