Will I Grow Up To Be a Boy
“Do you know your ABCs?”
Little kiddies are often asked
Confidently they start singing
A smile you try to mask
“A, B, R, followed by X”
They gayly recite the rhyme
You let it be for another day
For another place and time
Sweet, precious little moments
Sometimes get lost in space
They ask “How high's the sky?”
With a chocolate covered face
My favourite is, “When I was born,
Was I brought by a great big bird?”
“No, you came from Mummy's tummy
We thought for sure you'd heard”
The innocence of the little ones
Their wondrous look at the world
They see things oh so simply
As the mysteries begin to unfurl
Oh for those days of childhood
When life was a brand new toy
Our daughter actually asked us once
“Will I grow up to be a boy?”
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