Skipping across the cobblestones
Chalk on sidewalk hopscotch
Tripping unto skinned knees: bruised, crying
Double Dutch jump rope never mastered.
Operation and Scrabble, fried chicken and
French fries, tie dyes,
Camp athletics, learning to swim, Life,
Watching Mom and Dad fight and yell
Thinking it was me who put them through hell.
Beatles music, crying, shielded from dying,
Roller skating abortions, Twister game contortions.
Falling, caterwauling, barrettes,make-up, play high heels,
Dollhouses, no fame, only fun and games.
Then school: first day howling separation from Mama
Sitting in the corner with proverbial dunce cap for putting a tack
On the teacher’s chair, like Marvin comic not growing up
Or learning the lesson, so a spanking for discipline–
Many times because I was willful and bad, spoiled,
Doted upon, thinking the world owed me everything
Then growing up, and discovering it wasn’t so.