I Know I Am Being Witchy
I know I am being witchy
My glare is strong angry even
But do I stop?
No.
I am not ready
To get over this bad mood
Holding on to it
For silly reasons
My husband asks if I want anything in the store
Just to be able to stay in the car I reply
The second he gets in I ask "Did you get any potatoes?"
He looks at me for about half a second
Before we both start laughing
End of bad mood
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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