(2014)
I find richness In the mixture In what others disdain Young people lost Between two cultures
I will be Forever in debt To my mother Any gift Would come up short
Most women are cooks But a man who cooks Is a chef She cooks over and over To feed the masses
Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect
The news hit me Like a punch in the gut I threw up two times From the pain Knowing that I
A conversation With a true friend Leaves your life richer Maybe with a laugh A smile on your face
Long and slender Her every movement Deliberate and graceful Composed as She listens quietly
Left on a leash Is no way to live He disappeared I like to imagine He’s running in a field
I am sorry That I cannot be happier I know that I’d be prettier If I smiled If I could smile
She is no longer Part of my life I’ve moved on My life is full With friends
Hillary’s beautiful Rose Bumpy’s favorite princess My mini-me, my little lion Cute button nose Framed by red hair
Ask any female Love Is in the details I love you Three greatest words
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
We Are me and you Together Two hearts Two minds
Steamroller Of life Passed by Feeling down Squished