A and B
by sheri
We heard the A-frame turn to Ahhh
sitting on those h's we made into
thrones
and feeling the house settle,
even our solid backs creaked a little,
my kids would have been King
if our battles were won
and the sun grew cherry trees we
slept under making a sweet escape.
They are not King and we are not in
the A-frame and we have no cherry wood
end table with a lamp we read our own
history on our faces, walls, low
ceiling
or high calling, it really wasn't us.
The A-frame turns to And
while we lie on the bed of it, waiting
so long for the rest of the story,
And you were there, And we wrote
the 'B' how you Been? Hedges of 'e'
it was our plan B I've put myself into.
A two story, a true story, a storied
life.
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