>Dear Girl I Don’t Know

You’ve told me a bit,

a vague idea of a she.

Tell me your hopes and dreams,

where do you want to be?

How much have you given to this world,

and how much has been taken from you?

What would you have your children do differently,

and how might that change their view?

If you had a choice between love and money,

between happiness and fame,

would you rather be complacent,

or have everyone know your name?

What do you seek,

this minute, right now?

Are you starting a home,

are you just up for living,

Are you out on your own?

Do you give good massages,

like an encompassing shroud?

Can you see the sunlight,

behind the clouds?

Can you see that I only wish happiness,

and there’s no crying allowed?

Why can’t I just give you a card upon meeting,

one that says all these things.

I’ve just a desire to be comfortable,

not needing a ring,

till a much later time,

when life may make sense.

When we too will know,

the wisdom of parents.