(2014)
My sister’s cookies Chocolate chip Got my nephew to Say her name For the first time
Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect
A conversation With a true friend Leaves your life richer Maybe with a laugh A smile on your face
I feel like crap Most days I have a lot going my way I am loved I can smile
It’s not pretty When I cry People get almost as embarrassed as I
Does the world need Another book? Another poem? I add one more to the pile To be left alone
I will be Forever in debt To my mother Any gift Would come up short
Blonde eyes To match her hair Life is mean She counts her blessings Hopes for the best
Hospitality To love a stranger It need not be much For one who has little Will appreciate it
No pido disculpas Por escribir Lo que siento Lo que llevo adentro Lo que vivo
Beautiful legs The right shape and curve Olive color without the green That tans and doesn’t burn Until you see
Nothing makes people flee Like reading them poetry They value it in theory But please don’t make them read Surprise me with your verse
Ask any female Love Is in the details I love you Three greatest words
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
The passive-aggressive Guilt trip Is a weak tool For your purpose The sensitive