mom is sick. i could tell as soon as dad put her on the phone. she was busy pouring a bowl of cornflakes for dad. instead of milk, my dad pours his black coffee on, must be a Puerto Rican thingy...my mom likes to put cheddar cheese in coffee...?? she fishes for it just before it melts and, i have to admit, it does taste good...
of course she asks when i'm coming home...i tell her that i'm not sure, but then i say that i'm afraid of traveling through the Lincoln Tunnel...or taking metronorth under the Hudson River. sooner or later i'll have to do it. i used to worry about it before this happened and now, well, i guess i don't have to explain.
so both of my little nieces are sick with colds. little Jenna brings home colds now from school. i hear she loves to paint. i'm thinking for Christmas time i'll get her some fingerpaints..(won't my bro and sister-in-law love me?!) i loved to fingerpaint and heck, maybe i'll buy some for me.
i can see your round little face
your china doll style
a smock put on backwards
with each brushstroke
a smile