Jimmy's Genetics

Jimmy’s Genetics 

I used to see them almost every day
Same bus stop
To go our separate ways
Ginger freckled haired boy
And his Mother

Little Jimmy was a curious kid
Always questions
Why Mum why Mum why Mum why
Always made me smile

One day bus packed like a meat loaf
Jimmy and his Mum sat close
Jimmy’s eyes were darting around, he even looked at me
And I could see he was thinking of something
Another why Mum formulating

“Why do I have ginger hair Mum” ? 
Quite obviously he was the only one; Mum
“Its in your genes Jimmy”
absentmindedly answered Mummy
she was busy chatting to somebody

Jimmy scowled and looked at his legs

I knew what he was thinking
As he picked at a crease in his Levis 

The very next day
Jimmy wore shorts
And the next
And the next
And then plain grey pants

Don’t think I ever saw him wear jeans again

Guess Jimmy hated being the only boy
With bright ginger orange hair.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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