When you're a marshmallow
Life is sweet
It's goopy and soft
And yummy to eat
Then comes time for roasting
Aiming for brown
You're brave and bold
The toast of the town
But playing with fire
Can burn you quick
Thoughts turn black
As you fall off the stick
Going out in a blaze
Is exciting and hot
But innards melting on embers...
... is not
Hang in there instead
On that twig turning round
Skin slowly wrinkling
That light crispy brown
You're at your most vulnerable
Just before you are done
But pull it off without falling
And you'll please everyone
When you're a marshmallow
Life can be sweet
But it's when you're old and crusty
That you feel complete
- Donna Holmes, May 26, 2014
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