i want a new story
where the stepmother
is good
where the mirror
is just a mirror and
she was never all
that fair anyway
i want a story
where the little girl
falls asleep in
her arms (i can
tell you one myself)
and the brothers
grow into men who
pick her up off the floor and
twirl her in squealing circles
when she walks through
the door
i want a story
where the stepmother
sees the girl turning
into a woman and
tells her about tampons
takes her to the mall
buys her blue jeans
listens to her secrets
promises not to tell
and doesn’t
i want a new story
(may I have a fair chance?)
where a finger prick brings
band-aids and the good stepmother
herself kisses
sleeping beauty
Beautiful, as usual. You are a very innovative and talented lady.
David
Thank you David. I’m so glad to hear your friendly voice.
Love this poem. I’d like to share it on Facebook for Mother’s Day.
Thank you so much for sharing, Ann. I’m glad you like it!