A macaroni house
Broken shell pieces
Covered in powdered cheese
Making the best of uncertainty
Would there be any
For tomorrow?
Maybe
If we can find change

Running away every week
The park out back
Behind the rickety fence
  The escape!
Strange lands to explore
Pine cone treats to eat
Mud pies and sticks
Fresh air and itchy grass

Playing restaurant
Imagining something
To give
Serving up macaroni
And cheese
Our pretending away
From our broke
In so many ways...home