Uncle Nick Cousin Pete and Grandpa
They came over from the barn as quickly as they heard.
They were going to be stern. I laughed and said “absurd!”
Two backed down quickly, Uncle Nick and Cousin Peter.
My grandpa backed up and away, about two centimeter.
We came to tell you to stop your wild women ways.
We want you to be your utmost self, no more carousing days.
You need to settle down like your mother and the rest of the herd.
I threw back my head, laughing. “I will never be your kind of nerd!”
They huffed and they coughed, and they glared at me hard.
They forgot for a minute I take after my Daddy, Milard.
He heard the commotion and came up to give them a word.
Stop being so bossy, he told them. Your aggression is totally absurd.
I get my love of life from my dad, and they should know that by now.
They went back to the barn in a huff. Nick kicked over a sweet dairy cow.
Why do they do this? I asked Daddy, who rolled his eyes into his head.
They are from your mother’s side, he started to say but quickly shut up instead.
For mother was standing there listening to us hard with her ears.
She was the kind of wild thing that made those three bosses always appear.
They could not control me, she said to me, after I met your dad.
So I got it from both sides. I am big, brassy, bold, beautiful and bad!
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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