My daughter's friend thinks she's pregnant
she can't tell her own mom, so I'm "it".
I ask lots of questions, I get fewer answers
as my old girl-friend looks on . . .
We're shopping on Melrose, for a dress
of perfect selection to impress
daughter's first time, at Grammy's line
and my old girl-friend looks on . . .
Dark eyes framed by "Barbie's" face
even darker, her skin's so graced
by what Mecca's earned-well
through the years, learned well
in ballet and upper-class style. . .
Yet there is no pretense to her-
money, brains-won't convince her-
until she sees a heart she believes
genuinely loves in this life . . .
My daughter's friend thinks we're crazy,
laughing 'til our eyes are hazy.
I get the bill, Mecca pays it still,
and I can't help but notice;
she's weathered through my promises
broken or kept, still she wishes
the best for me.
Under Amber Skies, written by author and poet Jill Eisnaugle, is a wonderful collection of rhyming poetry guaranteed to please every reader. In this, her second book, she writes of new friendships kindled, as well as old friendships solidified. She g
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Sincerely,
Axilea
for good friends,"
You express lovely sentiments in this poem, Rose. Thank you for sharing them. Love and peace to you,
Regis
Outstanding composition in poetic grand... "answered wish" ... task performed, and the mesage is delivered.
In admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU