(2014)
My sister’s cookies Chocolate chip Got my nephew to Say her name For the first time
If I could make you smile Just once Sincerity From an appreciative heart It would make all of it worthwhile
Tomorrow Has not yet come It’s promises yet to be broken Tomorrow Is bigger
Bags full of diapers Cars waiting in line Smell coming from the load Ashamed it was mine He noticed my insulin pump
We Are me and you Together Two hearts Two minds
My grandfather told my father when he proposed to my mother on one condition
Why can’t I choose to be somewhere in the middle? Surrounded by extremes Measure everything With a grain of salt
To love reading Writing and words And not be able to Communicate Frustrated
Scratchy plaid blanket Red with yellow stripes Hot and itchy underneath Claustrophobia strikes Purple and blue prisms
The ugliest shade Of green We envy The car The job
You might know her As blonde eyes Or as the sister who bakes cookies But you see I don’t write this
Look in the mirror What is it you see? Hazel eyes above your Favorite black dress Looks clean and fresh
Left on a leash Is no way to live He disappeared I like to imagine He’s running in a field
I feel like crap Most days I have a lot going my way I am loved I can smile
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