Pinkie Swear
T he little boy always brought his toy truck
H e had many kinds of toy trucks to share
E very day she would come to the park
B ringing her dollies with their golden hair
I n the age of pureness of five and four
R easoning of nannies who watch this pair
D oes not include what children talk about
S o they sit and read and listen and stare
A chance to catch forty and not get caught
N odding and squinting and feigning the glare
D ozing off longer and longer each time
T wo bright young angels playing “double dare”
H e with nothing on but his birthday suit
E ven she with just a bow in her hair
B eing “mommy and daddy” from their eyes
E very secret act done with pinkie swear
E ach pureness when lost can never return
S uch is the way of secrets we must bear.
© Aug 07 2010 For Carol's "Birds and Bees" contest
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