"Why Are Boys So Mean to Girls? And How Do They Feel Years Later?"

The image is of a little watercolor sketch I did... I forget its title at the moment.  I did a series of 100+ of them when I was visting my sister.

"Why Are Boys So Mean to Girls? And How Do They Feel Years Later?"

There was a stain on her dress
and it was the only thing that he could see.
And all that afternoon
she felt
very un-special
looking back on her
it was to her
yes me
a stroke of regret
a mean implanted sting.

She wanted to know love
mistaking a boy for a man
who would never understand
a young girls heart
or anything past his own
at the moment
selfish mood
to impart.

Young boys
grow up to be men
and I confess to being curious
do they look back
do they ultimately
understand
past those days
of words without groom?

If you look into the sun
nothing can be seen
the glow is too bright
trees are missed
and rivers continue on
despite our missing eyes
life continues
and we see other lives.

Out on the landscape
a million eyes
have spied
missed the kisses of the land
that if we held our breath
for just one single second
would indeed
lend
colors
and an outrer magnitude.
In new days
we might just begin
to comprehend
new lands do not end.
And I would say
 to me
and you
ahh at least that's a beginning.

Hold out for kindness
past self
boys who forget
a young girl has feelings
and a boy
self absorbed
or in his own insecurities
can be cold
of heart.

So many years away now
a stain
on 'my' dress
and a boy who recognized it
as a stain
past my heart.

I did get past that
the boy and his rejection
looking once in awhile on google
to see if he still lives
afar.
So many years ago
a girl and a dress
stained into her psyche
she was a girl
indeed

dismissed.
And added to her memories
a dream put to a test
if she could fly
past that day
of sadness
of her own
diary
of a someone's piety
a young boys words
that took so long
for her
to protest.

by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen Copyright 2009