A Special Secret
“A bun’s in the oven,” Daddy had said.
I heard him while spying under the stair.
He said it so softly to Uncle Ted
I barely could hear him as I hid there.
“Yep, the rabbit died, but I’m kind of glad!
A bun’s in the oven,” Daddy had said.
I wondered why Daddy wouldn’t be sad
to find out this rabbit he spoke of was dead!
Ted said, “You have too much fun in your bed.”
I was confused when my uncle said THAT.
“A bun’s in the oven, “ Daddy had said,
then added, “Annie’s afraid she’ll get fat.”
Fat from a bun that was in our oven?
Dad said, “keep this secret.” Ted bobbed his head,
then laughed, “You sure get plenty of lovin’!”
“A bun’s in the oven,” Daddy had said.
Dec. 8, 2017 for Lewis Raynes' "A Special Secret" Poetry Contest
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2017
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