Tag: please forgive my bad poetry

The Spelling Award

In 3rd grade (maybe it was 4th) I won the spelling award. I thought Jack Harvey would win it When they called my name, I was floored. Shocked. Delighted. Astounded That I had scored higher than Jack But the biggest bombshell of all Was seeing my dad in… Continue Reading “The Spelling Award”

Queen

My mum and dad, they met the queen. (Do I sound Bri-ish? sayin’ “mum,” I mean?) He wore full-dress uniform, squeaky clean. A dashing couple, right? Her dress was made of gold lamé – Her shoes were gold, or so they say – And with opera… Continue Reading “Queen”