The Little Boy<br/><br/><br/><br/>Ball of yarn in one hand<br/><br/>A wooden sword in the other<br/><br/>One tug of the yarn<br/><br/>Secured around the kitchen table<br/><br/>He looks out the open door<br/><br/>And waits…<br/><br/>For the courage that is there<br/><br/>To build up<br/><br/>And launch him out into the world <br/><br/>A world yet discovered<br/><br/>He looks out the open door<br/><br/>And waits…<br/><br/>Adventures around every corner<br/><br/>Friends not yet met<br/><br/>One tug of his knapsack straps<br/><br/>To make sure it is tight<br/><br/>He looks out the open door<br/><br/>And marches forward.<br/><br/><br/><br/>-Minerva