My sister is 13 and
She has one friend
::Dulce::
My mother invited Dulce
To Emily's birthday party.
Dulce's mother said yes
And Emily was happy
-an amazing grin on her face
-bouncing up and down
the couch in her blue dress.
Two hours into the party
And the one friend
Still hadn't arrived
The one friend's mother called
And Emily was happy
To hear Dulce's name
In the conversation.
My mother stopped her
Fussing in the kitchen,
Set down the phone,
Told her Dulce was not coming.
Yes, yes Dulce come
::nod::nod::
No, no Dulce can't come
Yes...y..yes
No.
And then a sudden gasp
For air, a wail of
disappointment
[I wanted to reach into
the ear piece of the phone,
Grab the woman and
squeeeeeeeezzz].
And the couch sat still;
The blue dress deflated
and floated back to earth.
She was 14 when she
finally landed. |