Coco

Who are we? 

Are we men 

in offices, yes that would still be 

us. 

But, I think we are also the boy who got a flag from the lady in the parade and waves it because he loves his country

When I was little

My favorite color

Was pink

I wore dresses

To school

With matching

Floral headbands

Then I turned ten

My eyelids stay together

every blink

a little longer than usual wishing

I were still asleep

I don't remember not sleeping

last night

but I guess

that's just the way it is

first block

The red truck blue truck cap

Bright blue, not pretty

Like dancing eyes no

This is down to business blue eyes hardened

After too many people said no

After too many yesses didn’t work out

in a little sun filled gale

there is a wooden swing

it's creaky and it's old, but then

so is everything

it is so dear and pretty

the meadow's filled with bees

there are flowers brushed