poetry by j matthew waters

and altogether sophisticated

she wore pink cowboy boots
and ate peanut butter & chocolate
ice cream for supper

nobody questioned her appetite
or resolve to go it alone
one day venturing out into the leafless
and snow covered nature trail

gradually disappearing from sight
we prayed one day for her return
perhaps as a bright blue flower
or a frog mistaken as a prince

overnight she was all grown up
and altogether sophisticated
like she had always hoped to be

december two thousand twenty-one
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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