My Sad Childhood
sitting on the park bench
feeding the pigeons
it is times like this
i visit those wishes of mine
as a child
a vegetarian dog was on the list
Santa never came thru
a friend who would gladly
eat mom's vegetables
from beneath the table
i think i would be
a much better adult
if as a child i did not suffer
from brussel sprouts, spinach
the panoply that was in the way
of gravy and mashed potatoes
corn was not all that bad
i guess fruit was mostly good
but life could have been better
such as desserts
i liked those
we could have just skipped dinner
saved my mother all that labor
so as i evaluate it all
mom could have made things easier
my life could have been different
if i had had that dog
childhood tragedies fill my park bench
as i feed the pigeons
ruminating on the life i could have had
with a Rin Tin Tin vegetarian
OKC 5/22
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