We Never Did Poem by Mary Angela Douglas
We Never Did
it was raining gold at all the childrens' birthday parties;
a soft gold tasting of butterscotch? sun spots? caramels
wrapped or toffees and this stole the show
from the cake slice with it rose;
the dish of tri striped lusciousness.
oh strawberry chocolate and vanilla when I grow up I
will name my children for you. I promise to.
but we never did.
grow up, I mean.
mary angela douglas 12 april 2016
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