A Short Quick One (for my mother-in-law) About Your Daughter

If this particular night went on forever
That would be
Fine with me.

I could sit at this great big round table
And
Drink and
Smoke
And Talk
To you

About your family, your cat, your job, your girlfriends and your secret drawer.

(Don't ever mention it again. I repeat: don't ever mention that damn drawer again.)

You make it all sound so
Seamlessly
Interesting.

That is hard to do.

When you smile
I feel like I've
Accomplished something.

When you touch
My hand
I think
I can do
Anything

And I
Have
Been around
Long enough
To know
That ain't true.

And if this
Is all
A dream
I guess
That's alright
Too.