(2014)
You might know her As blonde eyes Or as the sister who bakes cookies But you see I don’t write this
If I could make you smile Just once Sincerity From an appreciative heart It would make all of it worthwhile
When the emotion comes up It feels like heartburn Like acid Clenching my throat My ears go watery
I don’t expect Diabetes education For the public But chances are You know one
Well-intentioned stranger Eyeing me limp through HEB Why would you ask If I stepped on a nail? How do you know
Most women are cooks But a man who cooks Is a chef She cooks over and over To feed the masses
Turkey and dressing Loud and overwhelming Opinions and food fly Green bean casserole Too much laughter
You must commit To an outfit Where are you going? In sporty yoga pants Athletic top
A noisy restaurant Listen Focus Beyond the dishes The music
Good secret Bubbles inside Let me out Bad secret Indigestion
Hillary’s beautiful Rose Bumpy’s favorite princess My mini-me, my little lion Cute button nose Framed by red hair
I know it’s for the best But it still hurts Hearing mothers complain For what I would give anything fo… My husband says no
Uh-Oh! Cranky mood Throws a fit Over cereal Cheerios
Traffic Irritation becomes a nightmare As the lines start to squiggle Bending in and out And the world starts its attack
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