They Will Be Sorry They Wronged Me
I will paint the most glorious dragon today.
She will come to life upon her completion and
She will take a name for herself.
She will breathe fire on my enemies, and she will gnash
Her yellow teeth and scare their pants off.
My enemies will be sorry they ever wronged me!
I will watch her take them by their feet, and throw them around
Like dolls, into trees, and over houses, they will all be crying.
Grandma! She interrupts me with her big blue trusting eyes.
What about not hurting people? What about loving everybody?
I stop and think, not coming up with anything.
I know! She says, laughing and clapping. You will be a super
Hero Grandma, and you will catch them all and give them hugs and stuff.
I look into her eyes, knowing I am going to completely fold now.
Yes, I agree. That is exactly what I will do.
We both smile.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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