11-09-2024, 02:43 PM
The jar
of colorful sweetness,
bumping shoulders
with pride and neatness.
You count and multiply,
certain you hold the secret,
ready to bow
when your name is called—
until it’s not.
But it was worth a shot,
for who doesn’t want
that jar of colorful sweetness.
of colorful sweetness,
bumping shoulders
with pride and neatness.
You count and multiply,
certain you hold the secret,
ready to bow
when your name is called—
until it’s not.
But it was worth a shot,
for who doesn’t want
that jar of colorful sweetness.