She Was a Lego Queen
She was a lego queen.
A future engineer.
Building stealthily and smartly,
a quick minded girl.
Six-years-old, and swore her
parents would not buy her legos
because she is a girl.
I watched her build a house,
intelligently and quickly, smartly.
She is the only child I have seen
out of hundreds of children, builders
aged 8 and 9 even, who figured out
how to add the windows which I had been
told by many other children did not fit.
I reached for the phone after she
left, to call her mother, and ask if I might
buy her legos. The phone was disconnected,
not unexpected, just unsurprisingly still sad.
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