Does it hurt? When you prick your finger No I do this just for fun Our fingers lose feeling

A joke Lost in Translation You will Never

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

A noisy restaurant Listen Focus Beyond the dishes The music

Does the world need Another book? Another poem? I add one more to the pile To be left alone

The ugliest shade Of green We envy The car The job

Pragmatic me Doesn’t like this girl You can’t depend on her Too complex to understand She cries at the worst times

I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread

The news hit me Like a punch in the gut I threw up two times From the pain Knowing that I