(2015)
You might know her As blonde eyes Or as the sister who bakes cookies But you see I don’t write this
Que te cuentan un chiste Las palabras se traducen Pero el humor no se puede Por si no lo entiendes Ríete
Who am I? I am me When did I Become me? As I recall
Turkey and dressing Loud and overwhelming Opinions and food fly Green bean casserole Too much laughter
Manos fuertes No me sueltan De la cama Yo les digo Me tengo que ir
A conversation With a true friend Leaves your life richer Maybe with a laugh A smile on your face
The human heart ...leaps and jumps ...races and sings ...sighs and groans The treacherous heart can
Are you ever tired Of just being you? Did you ever Want to be Someone new?
I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread
I feel like crap Most days I have a lot going my way I am loved I can smile
My soft spot My sweet boy I’d do anything for Who convinced me Little boys are the best
My parents always say We’re proud of you I am too I got out of bed I used to get so much done
The more you treat me like a nag The more I become one I’m sorry if I micromanage Your clean clothes Your hot meals
Hospitality To love a stranger It need not be much For one who has little Will appreciate it
Desperate for his attention Knowing it will drive him away Jealous of a game - how lame Choking self-esteem where I lay Desperate for his affection