Sisterhood of Avon

SISTERHOOD OF AVON

Oh how I miss the sisterhood
the brrr...ringing of a bell
a catalog and a smile in hand

the scent of sweet cologne
nearly met customers at the door
miraculously in their own flavor

jingle jangle of jewelry 
not fine but touchy-feely 

and collectibles how i miss them
and the sweep of my youthful skirt

i was God-blessed with territory
— assigned not chosen,
a secondary job

i recollect three households
heaven sent, angelic psalms
as if I had travelled beyond earth’s borders

first woman, straight-laced, strict
believed every lady should wear skirts
a Christian, perhaps too pharisaical

Brr...ring at twilight and a gruff voice
a man barks, “who is it?!”
taken aback, “the Avon lady…”

a lovely woman practically
knocks over her husband, to answer
the door, sporting silver hair

she invites me in and we chat
over a quite different setting
— relaxed

Christian wearing pants,
so cheery and warming
— the bite of her husband mosquito-like

And now I’m not joking —
Christian sisters living next to each other...
do you see the theme of my life?

this dear woman’s married to a dermatologist —
certainly woman do tip their hat of facts

so i go off to water aerobics and notice my skin
has a rash
so i call
and being young and brash
ask
if i can ask her husband’s advice

the next morning i tell my boss — a naval Master Chief
that i needed to see a dermatologist,
and he laughs, “you’ll never get in”

i say, “sir, i already have an appointment”

so i had shingles, just on the cusp,
and was saved from much pain
for God is good all the time
all the time God is good

and when i step over the border into the heavenly realm
i will still sing of his goodness!

Brr...ring i miss the fine company and the singing
of customer’s doorbells
and one day i will hug my fine
sisters

12/21/2018
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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La France Avatar
December 21, 2018 at 7:59 AM
Kim, I really like your poem, yes I recall those Avon ladies at the door, I guess they do it by home parties now, your poem was wonderful for the contest, very original, well done ~
Rodrigues Avatar
December 21, 2018 at 8:20 AM
Thank you, Dear Heart Constance! <3 Kim
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