Frenemies
Daddydaughter play
tasting new.
Introducing childhoodpast.
Little bum crawling
away from mother
dear.
They're fighting
words and her
work, shouting over each other breaking
bones and throwing stick-
stones.
like raspberries and books
to abound
sweetly prolific
easy as a drive to the library.
Look, Words.
She planted a rose, tomato, berry
produced as expected
swallowed sweet
whole.
Listen here, Words.
She regards your cousins
behaving. Not scattering
in sighs-darting, skirting the issue.
Staying put like good little words.
What the words giveth
they taketh away.