My naked little boy inside
is where the deepest fears reside
but also there’s a toy
so true at heart, this bantam boy
All day and night my mature me
sail through churning, burning seas
and wise to comfort him
a tiny, trembling child within
For there will come times of sorrow
age will steal, alone the morrow
when all I must employ
to tap into the purest joy
My naked little boy
——
Blessed…
m(___)m
