Child

One day I drew

a picture of myself

- childlike and true -

and put a big circle

round the wee boy

I had craftily created:

a boundary, an area

so mum and dad can’t enter

because they want to change me

from stick man into fat boy

or make me much more handsome

by rubbing out (or hangman).

I used an HB pencil;

it’s a fine line.