70s badass,
kickin ass
Stories with lessons of
your past
You never give a fuck about the fucks people give about your fun fucks.
(But these are your words not mine)
Unimaginable of havin a grandma
That doesn’t mirror you
Could there be another you?
Breakin moves of your body
That would have a 20-year-old boy blush
You are my thorny rose
Like a storm after a drought
Your truths are inconvenient but needed!
On Summer nights
We pick our poisons
You break out your cigarettes
As we break out our peace pipe
Always drawing the
invisible line
Afterwards you become our personal comedian
Birthing nine
Each one has
A bit of you
Loud
Boisterous Beautiful Brave
You
I
Will
Love,
forever