Where She At
I’ve noticed lately
there’s a void,
and quite frankly
I’m annoyed,
and somewhat upset.
I haven’t seen any news letters
or healthy meals,
and pretty clothes
and sexy high heels,
I sure hope there’s nothing wrong with that brunette.
I miss her face
and her mama’s quotes,
and pictures of her
taking notes,
at some unfortunate setting.
I miss her shots
in the gym,
and vids of her
singing a hymn,
and hearing about
her las vegas betting.
I miss
watching her cook,
and adding pages
to her book,
and looking
prettier than cash.
I miss her
infectious smile,
and her
beautiful style,
o where o where
are you sweet ash.
(2014)
