Sweet Potato Pie and Pumpkin Pie
sweet potato pie and pumpkin pie
no whipped cream....just familial purity
the sun crisp on the skin despite the similarly crisp chill
innocence endless like wind chimes with perfect pitch
everybody influential is alive, healthy, and well
no tombstone or 'wish you were here' teardrops
no football games in man caves for that session is closed
no petty arguments or questions of rank and attention
just sweet potato pie and pumpkin pie
some whipped cream....familial purity still intact....i miss that....
Copyright © Marty King | Year Posted 2014
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