FLOWERS IN THE VASES
(FOR HAZEL)
I have a weakness for old ladies.
Any kind of old lady.
I'm really not particular.
I like best the kind of old lady
Who reads Reader's Digest
Cooks fresh rolls and buns
Kisses her grandchildren
Tears in her eyes at the sight of them.
I also like wild old ladies all right
The kind of old lady who smokes pot
And rides a Harley Davidson
Or the spry old lady
Who likes to rob banks for a hobby.
But the kind of old lady I like best
Is the Reader's Digest type
The kind of old lady
Who is genuinely touched by sunshine,
The kind of old lady
Who spends hours in her flower garden
Tending to the roses and tulips.
The kind of old lady who loves a dirty joke,
Who loves to go out for sausage gravy and biscuits
Or a pancake at the Amherst Diner
The kind of old lady who's not afraid to share a fetish
And makes homemade cheddar cheese sticks.
I have a weakness for old ladies
Who cannot live in a house
That is not furnished with a candy dish.
The type of old lady who would apologize profusely
If you caught her alone in her home
Sitting without flowers in the vases.
Bruce Potts
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