Butterscotch kisses

Sticky and sweet

Never hurriedly wiped away

Dirty fingers

Smudge faces

Never heard you look like you’ve been

Sucking a pig

Sweaty hugs and

Puke down brand new shoes

Never heard 

The words

That cloy and sting

Dirty walls 

Long forgotten

Little Tykes passed on and on and on

And never the words

Stupid

Or can’t 

Never screached the defamed

Dandelion bouquets clutched in

Butterscotch kisses

And ice cream fists 

Of love