Demands

When mother asked- who ate the cookies from the jar?

you plead innocence from afar-

If only she knew, it was mischievous leprechauns living under the bar.

Mind of a sleuth

like the great Nancy Drew,

You knew the truth!

Reflecting back on those memories

as an old shrew,

those warning signs

conspicuous as a stiletto shoe.

High school

tidings of renewed cheer,

Coupled with your first sip of Bud Light beer.

Rumors permeated locker rooms loud and clear

Staring down the principal with a sneer.

You weren’t to blame those four years,

It was the other girls-get it straight

you hear?

College offered a new start,

From the high school clique you tore apart.

Joined a sisterhood

swore all your heart,

Never to stray

for the rest of your days.

Hypnotized by enticing persuasions,

They followed you and knew their station,

then one memorable occasion

They noticed something missing

from the equation

shattered your fantasy-

mass invasion.

But you aren’t in the wrong,

Sing that song

Head held high

you are strong.

Why did he leave anyway?

Did he realize his mistake?

Walking out on a girl like you-

-whatever you say

it was all fake

you say, and

more cake

for the taking.

Seasons grow long,

jaded by the spawn,

fancy, must we see

the morning’s dawn?

The mirror don’t lie-

Woke up to a face

you no longer recognize.

Wrinkles and gray hair

how long have they been there?

so you stare.

Where did all the time go?

Blame father time’s sands perhaps?

Blame politics for welfare,

Blame genetics for gray hairs,

Blame the family next door-

Blame the birds who stopped singing.

Blame the sun who weathered your skin.

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