(2015)
Props to my Dad on this one. Drink water everybody!
A conversation With a true friend Leaves your life richer Maybe with a laugh A smile on your face
A fresh faced country girl Who pioneers on her bicycle Catches the eye Of a transplant from Houston Love begins through letters
Pretty and dainty Rich girl feet Meant to be Beside the pool They don’t like to work
A healthy pancreas Is like a transmission Seamlessly shifting gears In type 2 diabetics Wear and tear
Itus and Itis Crashed my party I didn’t invite them! I whisper to my sister They make my skin crawl
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
Are you ever tired Of just being you? Did you ever Want to be Someone new?
Who am I? I am me When did I Become me? As I recall
Beautiful legs The right shape and curve Olive color without the green That tans and doesn’t burn Until you see
To love reading Writing and words And not be able to Communicate Frustrated
Algunos me gusta compartir Calientitos Justo cuando salgan del horno Que no se enfríe Por eso lo escribí
I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread
I will be Forever in debt To my mother Any gift Would come up short
I love to hear poetry read Rather than performed I love to hear each word Appreciated Rather than memorized
¿Te duele Cuándo piques tu dedo? No Lo hago por pura diversión Lo que duele