on a friends page
I fall in love with
a little girl
with cut-away eyes.
She is dressed smartly,
all curls and bows.
I am guessing she is
a hand full.
She takes me
back to days
with my own
little girl, her own
pouty little look,
she could twist me
so easily round
tiniest pink digits.
Sometimes older sis
and bubba already
at school and
Mom safely off,
I would skip work
she would skip daycare
and we would have milkshakes.
The day belonged to me
and a little girl
with cut-away eyes.
