Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

She Is Strange and He Is Too

I like stripes and she like polka dots. We cannot be friends.
I love purple, he loves blue. We have nothing in common.
He has straight hair.  I have curly hair. We are too different.
Why would I want to be friends with these weirdos?

I love chocolate swirls. She likes lemon inside chocolate donuts.
To me this is too abnormal, and I am an anomaly to her.
We have tried to find common ground. There isn’t any.
I have two parents. She only has one. She is strange.

I cannot believe I cannot find one single friend in this town.
No, not that one. She wears boots, and I wear shoes.
No. Not him. I don’t like freckles. He has lots of them.
I am trying, I really am.

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L Milton Hankins January 29, 2022 at 9:25 AM Hmmm, I think not. If you were trying, you would learn to see everyone as the individual they are. I suspect everyone is saying behind your back, "She is strange!" Good one, Caren. Caren Krutsinger January 30, 2022 at 12:05 AM They are all saying this about me and I skip from here to there loving it.

Unseeking Seeker January 29, 2022 at 4:24 AM (smiles) For an open heart, life’s no jigsaw puzzle to solve but to simply be and evolve Caren Krutsinger January 30, 2022 at 12:06 AM I like this comment immensely my friend.