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Loved, 12/15/2015, Michael N. Johns
The crayons and the coloring books
Were inexpensive gifts, to remind me
Every Christmas, and every time I looked
At pages done, and pages yet unseen
I was loved.

I colored outside the lines sometimes
It didn’t matter to mom and dad,
Although as a perfectionist I
Felt quite frequently sad
I was loved.

Every year the books were given,
With crayons in an ever larger box
Until I thought I outgrew them
Like my toes outgrew the socks
I was loved.

I miss the coloring books and crayons,
I got while I was growing up
Striving to break my dependence on
My mom and my pop
They taught love.

I bought crayons and coloring books,
And wrapped them with care for mine,
To remind them whenever they look,
Though they might color outside my lines,
They are loved.

I think, without disparaging the gifts,
We should tell each other, me and you.
Adults should get reminders like this
I bought some for me, too.


Afraid (Rictameter)

Afraid  –   Michael Johns  –  4/26/2014

Teen angst, growing.
Mirror! I’m not pretty?
What if my friends laugh, don’t like me?
Do they notice my stupid hair? I’m fat.
Dad says I’m beautiful. Maybe
My dad’s right. Maybe I
Don’t need to be

rictameter form suggested by Mary Couch