Said the little girl <br />Looking at the man <br />Can you help me sir, <br />I need to understand <br /> <br />The man bends down <br />And he says to her <br />I'm not sure I can, <br />Tell me what you've heard <br /> <br />With tears in her eyes, <br />She says those boys are mean to me <br />They call me ugly, <br />Just like an ald tree <br /> <br />They wont let me play, <br />They laugh, poke fun at me <br />Can you tell me sir, <br />Is there something wrong with me? <br /> <br />The man he laughs <br />Gets down on one knee <br />Says let me tell you sweetheart <br />What it is that I see <br /> <br />Those are just young boys <br />That is how they be <br />One day that will change <br />When it does, you'll believe <br /> <br />They will come to you <br />They will not understand <br />It's just the way of things <br />When they become a man <br /> <br />When that day comes <br />And they do come to you <br />They will say your beautiful <br />And confess their love to you <br /> <br />They don't even know <br />Right now they simply tease <br />One day you will hold their hearts <br />For you are not an ugly tree. <br /> <br />copyright 2004 Bill Simmons <br />aka BillWilliamStar@aol.com<br /><br />Bill Simmons<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-ugly-tree/
