made outdoors
in a puddle
one winter
quite magic it was
getting her
started
learned to say boo
round the bedpost
as her parents
disintegrated
there
at five
an egg and spoon race,
stood wide eyed after
the race had started,
wondering…..
why……?
at ten
the same look
with new friends
glad to be part of it
not sure of
her function
tried saying boo
to melt ice
found
boo worked
Boo! she said
at sixteen
some second hand
rebellion
she never quite
believed in
more disbelief
she could have
gone that far
and still
be liked.
then her wedding
squeezed into something
whose shapelessness
she wondered about
said boo to a goose
or two
boo to her husband
and his lover
found a child
at her bedpost
Said Boo
to you
too