Pop tarts, marts and meals,
Summer stars and mass appeal,
One foot up and the doorbell rings,
You win hands down,
The house, you bring.
Sing a song,
You said you would.
Share these hours,
under the hood.
I won't tell on you;
I have understood..
Meanings- distant and close to reproach,
I wish I had known
before I married the coach,
Who walked with a swagger,
And spoke like no other.
Run, sprint and jump across,
Widen this chasm.
No need to cross.
Burn down every bridge you see,
Silence is fiery.
To you, it will, teach.
Flee and flow,
into the last row,
Of yesterday's answers,
To everything you think you know.
And cut and snip,
Every last lock.
Of tresses, passed,
And conditions bought.
