Ring Pop Promises

Children writing vows

tossing flower petals between

chairs full of teddy bears

and barbie dolls.

For the limerick I chose

purple crayon.

Yours was

a drawing of a dinosaur.

The officiate licked your face

then ran off to some other

innocent venture

wagging his tail.

That's OK,

these ring-pop promises

can be made anyway--

I say, "I do,"

and lick your face.

You exclaim, "ew!"

then run off to some other

mischievous venture

wagging your tail.

Beady black eyes stare,

blankly,

attempting to fill the void

where you stood.

I lick the strawberry diamond.

'Til death do us part,

or part of us dies,

or nap time.