I don’t usually get fan mail, and most definitely not in the form of haikus. But when your partner in crime writes you something so sweet, you post it on your blog.
A poem from my biggest fan, dedicated to yours truly.
You are my baby
You are my perfect woman
Can you stay that way?
The type of friendship
That we surround ourselves with
Reflects back on us
I am a salad
Tossed with the flavors of life
Fresh and colorful
And yes, I chose to display a Greek salad because, you guessed it, Greek Pride. What kind of salad would you say best represents yourself?
The Awkward Moment
When my third grader asks me,
“Add me on Facebook?”
Where I can pee without the lights flickering, dorm-mates walking in and out, and update my blog in peace. Thank God for Easter break.
I spy with my little eye:
The first book I ever read,
The ball in a hoop I’d shoot before bed,
The artists I loved when I was 10, 11, 12,
The evil eye that’s blue on the very bottom shelve.
My shot glasses from all over the place,
A post card from Antigua and a pencil case,
A heart from my boyfriend’s sisters,
Two puppies that I both considered misters.