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Emma Sue's Birthday Party - From a Neighborhood Child

EMMA SUE’S BIRTHDAY PARTY

She’s looking happy    for a change
“Emma Sue’s a ‘Four-Eyes”
We call her that    and other names

First a threat    the stick!
But then her Mother appears with some paper bags
Bulging within    thick

Miss Mengin’s room is at attention
So early too    then
It’s only 9:00 a.m.

The bags are placed within a closet
Then locked away
The entire    LONG    day

Her Mother wears some worried wrinkles
Says a word to Emma’s teacher    frowns
But throws a smile before she leaves for town

At lunch    on the grounds
Emma Sue    as usual    stands aside    single
Doesn’t try to mingle

But    there is something  within
Hope in her eyes
Shoulders  up    elevated chin

By 2:15 excitement of the morning seems forgot
Not so!
By Emma Sue?    Certainly not!

Both she and teacher rise together
All eyes are lifted     puzzled looks
Quite forgotten the grammar books

Girls and boys begin to whisper
‘Four Eyes’    grinning    see her cheeks bloom
At front of a thrilling room

“It’s Emma Sue’s Birthday
See what she and her mother have baked
One for each and every person    little cakes

Put your books away
No more lessons
The rest of the way”

“HOORAY!”

For Emma Sue I must say
Those tasty cakes made all the difference
Well?    At least for one day

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Michelle Mac Donald January 16, 2014 at 2:44 PM Oh Emma Sue might grow up to be a beauty, but kids can be sometimes cruel. Maybe the cupcakes will alter their view. Sad when things like this happen, sucks now when they are targetedl on the internet, then the innocents feel even more alienated. Hope all's well with you! Love, Mikki

Kathryn Collins October 15, 2013 at 8:23 AM dear Dave - Poor Emma Sues of the playground set. Maybe we should send some cupcakes to Iran. It could work for just one day then back to the playground., love, Kathy

Joe Maverick October 6, 2013 at 2:23 AM Hey shes alright by me..' this Emma-Sue Daver) Did you take her from observation.? Good to read a new one from ya..'

Carrie Richards October 4, 2013 at 9:02 AM Isn't it amazing the joy that a cupcake can bring to anyone.......child or not! If only life would be as simple as a frosted cupcake, it wouldn't take much to be happy! A sweet poem, Daver!

Andrea Dietrich September 29, 2013 at 4:30 PM this one is so sweet, Daver. I bet I read it because I remember that other poem of yours that you told me came from this same chapbook. I know for sure I had read that other one before. Remember when you sent me a few of your books? I read them all and enjoyed them!