the boy

he lives in a world of his choosing.
we outside looking in find it so amusing.
he gives us court on his terms and only at his leisure.
we strive to be his equal but never quite his measure.
but when our worlds collide with his,
he brings us hope and joy.
and brief respite from worldly cares,
that’s the magic of the boy.

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