in memoriam

{Memorial Day 2011}

The Memory:
I once ate 9 corn on the cobs while my sisters cheered me on.
Not 1/2's either, the whole darn thing.
I was young, chubby and loved to please my 3 older sisters.

Stella had her first corn on the cob.
I can tell she's in love already.
She gnawed and gnawed on that thing.
Will 9 be in her future just to please her older brothers?
I hope not, at least until she can change her own diaper
or deposit that junk in the toilet.

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