HEAD DOODLING BACK
They catch each little misstep
and with kindly, caring grace—
they point out the right direction
by gently getting in your face.
And just in case, you’ve overlooked
that vexsome fatal flaw,
they take the time—to point it out:
deftly hid, midst blah-blah-blah.
They’re sweet and giving—to a fault
and seldom dally to dispense
the inestimable value
of putting in—their own two cents.
And yet, despite the flak—and knack
for getting underneath your skin,
when you bring a big mess to their door:
family lets you in.
note: published on the website of the The Society of Classical Poets, April 2017.
photo: Little White House in Deer Lake Park - W. Bourke
© 2013 Wendy Bourke