Granddaughter

Granddaughter

Near half the world is boys,
With wheels and “manly” toys,
Attentions push and shove,
At cousins that they love.

And, everyone unique,
Each different their physique,
Some quiet; some will talk,
Each one when bothered squawk.

Now, into boyhood world,
A girl, and all is twirled,
Just born, and all we think,
Is ruffles, and the pink!

We hear you should suppress,
That urge for girls to dress,
Just listen to the girls,
They love their nails, and curls!

So Grandma in your prime,
This IS the shopping time,
You’ve wished for such a while,
To shop the “other aisle”!

So with abandoned go,
And, one day you will know,
Twill be your joy and pride,
Granddaughter by your side!

Peter Lowell Paulson
February 26, 2013