A Rounded Stone
If you give a man… a rounded stone
He throws it at something
If you give a woman… a rounded stone
She grinds grain to make bread
If you give a man… a clock
He takes it apart to see how it works
If you give a woman… a clock
She displays it on the mantle
If you give a man… a full can of trash
He tries to cram one more piece into it
If you give a woman… a full can of trash
She empties it
If you give a man… the phone
He says, “I’ll call them back,” and never does
If you give a woman… the phone
She talks for hours and hours and hours…
If you give a man… a piece of land
He turns it into a recreation area
If you give a woman… a piece of land
She creates a beautiful garden of colors
If you give a man… a new car
It becomes his pride and joy
If you give a woman… a new car
She drives it until it stops
If you give a man… a bunch of pillows
He throws them on the floor
If you give a woman… a bunch of pillows
She piles them on the bed
If you give a man… a piece of gold
He locks it away boxed and labeled
If you give a woman… a piece of gold
She proudly wears it for display
If you give a man… a pair of shoes
He needs to break them in
If you give a woman… a pair of shoes
She needs an entire new outfit
If you give a man… hope
He suddenly strives to be his best
If you give a woman… hope
Her attitude is one of belief
In this we are the same, and with faith we will prevail… together.
Copyright © Greg Stanley | Year Posted 2011
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