Please, please give me grace
because I always have the hardest time saying grace
at the table when it's my turn to do it.
And please make my mommy gain weight –
she is too thin,
and that, says grandma,
explains her evil moods.
And please no more dreams of jitter bugs
at night.
They gross me out.
– Leonard "Umpteen Years Younger" Blumfeld
Written to involve grace, jitter and thin from 3WW.
because I always have the hardest time saying grace
at the table when it's my turn to do it.
And please make my mommy gain weight –
she is too thin,
and that, says grandma,
explains her evil moods.
And please no more dreams of jitter bugs
at night.
They gross me out.
– Leonard "Umpteen Years Younger" Blumfeld
Written to involve grace, jitter and thin from 3WW.
That uneasy mix of jitterbugs and a 'thin' mummy really captures how you think when you're little..great piece..jae
ReplyDeleteA clever idea, to weave it all into a prayer.
ReplyDeleteVery cool use of words. Definitely a child's voice, wishes. Jitter bugs ARE icky.
ReplyDeletethis just cracked me up!
ReplyDeleteSheilagh Lee:said you really tapped it to your younger self with this poem. It is just what a young child would pray. It made me a laugh.
ReplyDeleteI think this little one is all ready blessed with a grace beyond their years. Great use of the words.
ReplyDeleteI hate the jitter bugs, especially at night.
ReplyDeleteCool, you make me feel young too!
ReplyDeleteWhat infinite and beautiful sadness there is in this recapturing of a child's view of the world.
ReplyDeletelovely use of the words...
ReplyDeletesadness echoes in the your words
Well done
ReplyDeleteheart felt words.
ReplyDeletewell penned.
welcome sharing a free verse with us.
you rock.
bless your soaring talent.