(2014)
Traffic Irritation becomes a nightmare As the lines start to squiggle Bending in and out And the world starts its attack
Hillary’s beautiful Rose Bumpy’s favorite princess My mini-me, my little lion Cute button nose Framed by red hair
I feel like crap Most days I have a lot going my way I am loved I can smile
Stubbed toe Red light Ugly words Ugly mouth To shock
The human heart ...leaps and jumps ...races and sings ...sighs and groans The treacherous heart can
Bags full of diapers Cars waiting in line Smell coming from the load Ashamed it was mine He noticed my insulin pump
Hospitality To love a stranger It need not be much For one who has little Will appreciate it
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
Pragmatic me Doesn’t like this girl You can’t depend on her Too complex to understand She cries at the worst times
I will be Forever in debt To my mother Any gift Would come up short
Her fingernails Natural Long Pointed On fingers
I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread
How do you describe A man so dramatic? You can recognize him From afar with his hat Always the gentleman
Springtime means Berry pickin’ In warm sun Therapeutic Part of me
My objective is selfish Not to share or be heard To get it out and move on No one seems to hear my pain No one seems to feel my pain