THE LITTLE RED HEN

Did The Little Red Hen Suffer?

It’s just so frustrating to be

trying to do everything

like the Little Red Hen.

Especially trying to set up

margins to self-publish a

little book of poetry.

And garden, and cook,

my comfort food breakfast,

a poached egg with chunks of toast.

And Almond Amaretto Bread Pudding

The Little Red Hen asked for help

and no one came.

So she did it herself.

Maybe she was like me,

and LIKED to do it herself.

Maybe she liked to suffer

the slings and arrows

of roots & weeds

and margins out of alignment!

Maybe she baked better bread that way,

and maybe she gave loaves to the poor,

or gave them to be sold

for non-profits

which is what I will do

with my first book of Poetry

And how can I suffer with such

a beautiful garden and

a camera to take a photo

for the title of the book.

LATE BLOOMER

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