Couples splatter the halls
Like paint in a gallery
I pass them alone
In my blouse and tie
The makeup of father and mother
…Is the permanent marker of me
Their looks and snide remarks
Can take a seat
The concerned faces
Yes- I do see
I look back just as proud
As her and he
I boldly stand for my children
With an armor doubled
In love and admiration
I am not here for subtle condemnation
I am here…
One hundred percent,
for them.
Art by my daughter Elisabeth :))