"peanut butter fingers"

"peanut butter fingers"

(Kyndee's Conundrum)

 

once upon a simpler time

my eldest little princess

ran to me with fingers covered

in sublime peanut butter

 

covered from head to toe

across my perfect walls

and smeared against

my white leather couch

 

my temper held

for only a brief moment

as she stood there

holding a "samwich"

she made just for me

 

I pulled her close

and squeezed her tightly

as she placed both hands

across my smiling cheek bones

 

we both spun around & again

laughing like two inebriated vixen

spinning until we fell towards

the gravity induced tiles

 

days passed into weeks

the weeks passed into years

and now my sweet little princess

is a young lady all her own

 

she gazes at me

with ever increasing awareness

of what is good and proper

of this cycnical world we know

 

as she stays with grandma

or spends more time reading

"Twilight" or some other

adolescent  fantasy

 

I realize that only too soon

my little baby bird

will lift her ever blossoming wings

taking flight against the southern skies

 

as melancholy as it may be

I will feel such pride

yet bittersweet longing

 

wishing the days of

peanut butter caked finger tips

were once again

all our own

 

Kenny L. Mitchell

August 14, 2009

 

 

 

Reviews

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Very touching piece! It brought me to tears. I see the beauty of a mother and daughter relationship. We should cherish every moment of a childs life as if it was the last. Excellent job! Very emotionally evoking poem. Keep exercising your gift! Your work is absolutely awesome!