Sunshine From Above

Jan 23, 2003

When
No one
Feels
Like mine

my insides contract
like a Baby
told
‘don’t touch that!’

My mind
Over floods with grief
So
I look up
and Sigh

Mental
Intestinal cramps
Do overwhelm

’Why me,’ I blurt
Very hurt

Then
I look up again
And He
winks at me
He Winks!
Laughs at the impudence
’Cheeky little brat,
You!’

Do you know
When He laughed
At the Nerve
and we were young
We Gurgled
and we Chuckled

Now we hide

our uncontrollable

Giggles