(2015)
Springtime means Berry pickin’ In warm sun Therapeutic Part of me
Uh-Oh! Cranky mood Throws a fit Over cereal Cheerios
I spend all my time Fighting with you In my head If we fought At least it would be
How do you measure pain? All is relative and personal Even with one’s own self It is impossible to compare As memory distorts pain
When I think of my mom I think of malt o meal muffins When I think of my dad Memories of a child Chasing us around the circle
Strong hands Hold me down To the bed I say to them I have to go
The human heart ...leaps and jumps ...races and sings ...sighs and groans The treacherous heart can
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
If you find someone That can do it Better than you Get them on your team
I struggle to Keep it together Maxims and mottoes On repeat In my mind
I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
Filler words Put me to sleep Added to cushion Take away my pillow Blunt words to wake up
I feel like crap Most days I have a lot going my way I am loved I can smile
I would never choose To eat a granola bar Or peanut butter crackers Though I eat them All of the time
Manos fuertes No me sueltan De la cama Yo les digo Me tengo que ir