Jellybeans

I sit and eat white and brown jelly beans
reflecting on my childhood, where I’m going, where I’ve been
The pale and yellow creamy butter taste of popcorn
mixed with A&W Root-beer I do adorn
to my lips Almost like the floats I drank everyday after school when I was just a kit
On vinyl benches striped brown and orange, bear on frosted mug I would sip
And dream away all of life’s cares
easy then because life was as simple as a slinky falling down stairs
I told myself I’d go out and find a new job this week
Up early this morning, coffee, resume updates, travel in rain by feet
But the encounter went better than I expected
“I’ll fax your resume now, be there at two,” the lady requested
Now I sit and ponder the possibilities should my background check suffice
Hoping and dreaming again where I might grow into in this new time of my life
Till then I keep on walking, one foot in front stepping over
Any type of obstacle, rain, bus, or snarling Rovers
On my way into a journey of self though the help of others
Only this time the advice in my head not from a boyfriend but from the voice of my mothers.

~ by lostwidow on 2015/08/17.