Poetry - Not a Girly Girl

Not A Girly Girl
by Marilyn R. Wilson

I am not a girly girl!

I was born in-between.

Different from the start.

What was I made of?

Not sugar and spice

And everything nice.

And most definitely not

Any snips, snails and 

Puppy-dogs' tails.

I didn't like pink

Or lace or frills

No bright fingernail polish

Or curly hairstyles

I had to wear dresses

But only wore plain

My companions 2 brothers

I didn't understand girls.

I also wasn't sporty

A tom boy or butch.

Somehow I fell softly

Between all the cracks.

The books that I read 

Never offered icky romance.

I dove into murder mysteries

And wild science fiction.

I hated to go on dates.

Instead met men only while out.

Loved working with salesmen

Right down to telling smutty jokes.

I danced with abandon

Enjoyed the company of men.

Was a feminist to the core

With opinions that matched.

Yet a man self assured

Not afraid of a strong woman,

Chose me, created a family, 

Loved me outside the box.

Decades later we still stand

Side-by-side, both unique.

A man confident in himself,

The girl a warrior at heart.

I am not a girly girl.