A Flash in a Dash

by Virginia Earl

He sneaked into

Our house

Like a guilty mouse

With a smirky smile

And perks on a pile

For awhile

And while I sat

On my mother’s lap

Wearing baby fat

In white silk

Around that ilk

Dressed in a dash

For a bash

Moving like sap

I heard loud voices

Prepping proud poses

Sam had a plan

What a man

I thought to myself

I will remember this

White flash in a dash

As I looked away

This day

In a flash

Without a way

For a smile

While prepping away

For awhile

For one single smile

Note: This photo was taken by a very close family friend, Sam Moreira Acosta