tamara
back of the red ford mustang
you were telling me about
how much you want to be like me
cowboy boots and fancy pink dress
baywatch barbie tight in your
little hands point to the horses
on the farm whizzing by so fast
and you tell me all your names
for them and inside i laugh quietly,
knowing it took you until you were
all of four to realize that both of us
have the same red hair and freckles.
Personal poetry. This one is written after a moment in the car with my cousin's 4-year-old child. It is an observation of the attention span differences and its relationship in communication between an adult and a child. "baywatch barbie" was the name she had chosen for her doll.