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Kitty Kitty

26 · Jan · 2000

Sometimes I think we take each other too lightly. We learn early that phrase "Out of sight, out of mind". We skip the details. When someone leaves our daily life, we are always shocked to discover what an impact they had on us.

Now, I don't want to be one of those over-emotional maniacs. But, I also don't want to neglect the importance of people who have and will change my life.
On Monday my niece, Mackenzie Farricker made her debut into my life. I'm trying to schedule my summer holiday around her, figuring up airfare and looking at a present to buy her. We haven't talked in person yet, but I've taken to calling her "Mack" and wonder if she'll mind.
The following poem/song is about the person who introduced me to Mack. This is meant to be read quickly and not to be understood completely!

Kitty-Kitty

Honey suckle, Leon's leg, fireflies, school uniforms and nuns
World of Disney, airport waiting, Speed Racer and cap guns
Sitting by the speakers, sleeping in the station wagon
Detailed Christmas wish lists; think of all the fun we're havin'

Lunch boxes, a game of jacks, Keri Cox and Hubba Bubba
Elvis and the Cassidy’s, sweet Chuck Miller and the others

Hey kitty, kitty, come out and play
With the girls from Willowbrook Drive
It’s Alicat girl and her Half Pint sissy
Lets' make up for lost time

Skateland, sweet tarts, Funguns and tight jeans
The Flippo brothers, lip-gloss, feathered hair into the teens
Best friend cheerleaders, brother on the prowl
Moving to the suburb school; though we appreciate it now

Rainbow dances, Jesus Christ, a pastor's son
Summer camp romances, we couldn't be outdone

Hey kitty, kitty, come out and play
With the girls from Willowbrook Drive
It’s Alicat girl and her Half Pint sissy
Lets' make up for lost time

Career tracks and auntie hats, parental wedding and some funerals
Stupid husband bag of tricks, but hope would spring eternal
Sassy-classy photo shoot, a leap to Music City
A nip, a tuck, a wink, wink to keep you looking pretty

A Con-man birth, a mother's worth, Romania, a bomb
Apology, a friendship forged; has it been that long?

Oh kitty, kitty, come out and play
With the girls from Willowbrook Drive
It's Ali Cat girl and her Half Pint Sissy
We got lots of time
We got lots of time

Penny René'

Posted by Penny Rene at January 26, 2000 10:07 PM