January 2, 2011
Boy bits
It struck me as funny
that I would have boy bits
inside me.
To grow toenails and elbows and another set of lungs
is strange enough
but the “winkle,” as my friend calls it
is quite something.
It’s his now
I’m quite clear about that
but I’m still a little proud
of the winkle I grew.
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having boys bits in there is what started this whole mess.
Replypartnersinrights
Jan 27, 2011
That is a perfect poem about about the wonders of life, and the wonders of new life—and the wondrous kerfuffle of gender, and the delights, too. I just had a son recently, and he’s just been a delight, and amazing, and his mom is, too.
ReplyPete
Jan 6, 2011