(2014)
I’ve known Deep inside All along My value That I matter
Traffic Irritation becomes a nightmare As the lines start to squiggle Bending in and out And the world starts its attack
My poems are short Written at night In my head I wake at dawn Shake my memory
How do I Catch your interest? Once again I know You are bored with me
Turkey and dressing Loud and overwhelming Opinions and food fly Green bean casserole Too much laughter
Most women are cooks But a man who cooks Is a chef She cooks over and over To feed the masses
The E’s squeak by The I’s are too excited The U’s come after Q But the A’s and the O’s They flow
Rough day Rough night If I could live In my bath Water would never
Blonde eyes To match her hair Life is mean She counts her blessings Hopes for 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 passive-aggressive Guilt trip Is a weak tool For your purpose The sensitive
Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect
May sun is warm An old friend You have missed June sun Still smiles
A conversation With a true friend Leaves your life richer Maybe with a laugh A smile on your face
A family trait Massage Is our vice No shame Take what