no sick day is fun with illness but this isn’t
even the very worst one
eagle eyes like yours see through to the meat of the matter
don’t think anyone could distract me from this
even heating up a little lime and sugar
drenching the chicken with a big grinning apple
everything pineapple colored is catching my eye
vines of grape folded over the edge of the bowl
envelope every bite with laughter and softness
now it is like waiting for cheese to melt
in the warm spring wind you put your feet up
nothing pleases me as much as your tiny grin
getting the time with you is perfect