Poems (Mansfield)/Opposites
OPPOSITES
The Half-Soled-Boots-With-Toecaps-ChildWalked out into the streetAnd splashed in all the puddles tillShe had such shocking feet.
The Patent-Leather-Slipper-ChildStayed quietly in the houseAnd sat upon the fender stoolAs still as any mouse.
The Half-Soled-Boots-With-Toecaps-Child,Her hands were black as ink;She would come running through the houseAnd begging for a drink.
The Patent-Leather-Slipper-Child,Her hands were white as snow;She did not like to play around,She only liked to sew.
The Half-Soled-Boots-With-Toecaps-ChildLost hair ribbons galore;She dropped them on the garden walks,She dropped them on the floor.
The Patent-Leather-Slipper-Child,O thoughtful little girl!She liked to walk quite soberly,It kept her hair in curl.
The Half-Soled-Boots-With-Toecaps-ChildWhen she was glad or proudJust flung her arms round Mother's neckAnd kissed her very loud.
The Patent-Leather-Slipper-ChildWas shocked at such a sight,She only offered you her cheekAt morning and at night.
O Half-Soled-Boots-With-Toecaps-Child,Your happy laughing faceDoes like a scented Summer roseMake sweet the dullest place.
O Patent-Leather-Slipper-Child,My dear, I'm well content,To have my daughter in my arms,And not an ornament.