Sporting his royal attire on the balcony
lined up as a mannequin with the family
he chose to harass his mommy :
thumbing his nose at her,
covering his ears to drown out overhead jets,
made faces by contorting his boyish features,
concealing her mouth as she attempted to
contain his impish spirit as millions
watched and laughed at his antics
unaware of the formal event or
choosing to break the royal mold
like many youngsters do when forced
to conform to adult standards.
I laughed and envisioned my own
grandson put to the test.
We need the rule breakers, the