Open House 


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 :))