Love, Your Mother
No frail neck
will ever catch
in plastic pop rings
on my account —
I am that kind
of meticulous.

I gladly lay
used paper to a
recycled rest
if one is readily

From time to time
I think about dolphins,
how lovely they are
and how clever
over a tunafish sandwich
because I care.

And when I tell stories
to my children
about the old days
when there were trees
I will say

that no duck’s neck
was ever endangered
by my plastic
pop rings.
Not directly.
Not exactly.

7 September 2002