You make every day feel like
The First Warm Day of
Kindergarten

Swinging on the swings
With your pigtails
&
Me so shy with my big bangs
&
Corduroy pants
&
I steal a quarter in my mamas
Purse
So I can buy you a chocolate milk
&
You hold my hand
So close to me
&
Some of my old lovers might
Read this
&
Think
‘Oh he’s talking about me...’
No
She knows who she is
She’s
The one with the chocolate milk
In her hand
&
My love in her
Heart