Let Me Read Your Poems She Said
My aunt was chomping at the bit to read my poems
I was not enthusiastic about it because some were about her
And not terribly flattering
She would not let up so I finally shared my site and my pen name
I held my breath as I watched her land at the one that was all her
Oh, I despise these kinds of people she said.
Vindicated through her non-recognition of herself,
I gave a loud low sigh of relief.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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