At birth it is a rather small <br />and barely visible at all <br />identifier for the folks <br />and butt at times for silly jokes. <br /> <br />It grows, of course, in later years <br />and on occasion it appears <br />that it will stand up to attention <br />though few will point to it or mention <br />this feat of physiology <br />some girls do ask 'how can this be? ' <br /> <br />The decades take their deadly toll <br />and if you were to have a poll <br />you'd keep the size of middle years <br />because, that's when those little gears <br />still function freely, cog on cog <br />and rarely get into a bog. <br /> <br />It's funny, says the narrative <br />that what starts small can grow so stiff <br />only to shrink to tiny size. <br />It must be said that God was wise.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-could-it-be/
