Dad this suitcase hurts I don't like it It makes me feel unwanted All of my favorite things fit in this suitcase All of my things stay zipped in this suitcase I can fit in this suitcase If I can fit in this suitcase Why do I go anywhere Why do I sleep here I have no home Everywhere is home My suitcase goes everywhere with me And I know this may hurt for you to hear Because you never liked the suitcase either But, "you have to pick and choose your battles" right? You have to let some things go Isn't that how you say it? How does it feel to let this one go How'd it feel to let me go Don't be so surprised Nothing wins in a battle with avoidance No one holds court with the jester And no one laughs at the comic who didn't get on stage T-ball starts in the spring pops Sign me up I want to learn how to play I want to wear baseball hats And run the wrong way around the bases Ooh I would thoroughly enjoy to miss the ball entirely off the tea Maybe even fall down trying to field a grounder Will you get me a blizzard when the games is over? Will you wake up to play catch with me before work? Please sign me up I want to play I want to swing Swing pops Pick this one Pick and choose this one I hate this suitcase It has wheels I can go anywhere with it I don't want to go anywhere I want to be home.
A collection of poems by me is available on Amazon Where She Left Me - Michael DeVoe http://goo.gl/5x3Tae