The elusive me

The elusive me

I'm not going to tell you,
How clever and sweet I am.
You will not hear on this page
That this poem is a sham.

I'm not going to reveal,
What I fantasize about.
I Will not spill my secrets,
Or tell you about my gout.

I'm not going to recount,
What I love and hate in life.
I Will not open my mind,
Let you see I'm just a wife.

I'm not going to chit-chat,
About my four gifted kids.
I will not discuss my spouse,
He'll get angry, God forbid!

I'm not going to mention,
The first novel I've written.
I will not ever disclose
That by poems I'm smitten.

I'm not going to tell you,
A single fact about me.
Use your imagination,
I've given you the right key


April 2005 ©