Look Ma, I'm a Writer!

A little girl, about six,
walking home from school,
two fingers pinching her lower lip,
creating a very tiny hole,
and when she inhaled sharply,
she made a high-pitched whistle.
And she kept whistling
as she walked, and
I could hear her
even after she turned
the corner.
And I remembered
when you told me
that when you were that age,
around six,
your older brother told you
to stop whistling,
because girls don't whistle.


2 Aug 2010