You call to show me
pretend chocolate pie
and make me guess
Who Am I ?!
your scary, green Hulk mask
fills the phone screen
I shriek, make all the
wrong guesses
You giggle, declare
It’s ME Bubbie!
hold the phone close
breath fogging the lens
You want to see chickens
so I transport you
from an apartment in Greece
out to the chicken yard
Little Richard cocks her head,
peers at you from 6,486 miles away
Your mother shows off a fridge
stuffed with local produce
Your father gives a patio tour,
Aegean Sea in the distance
Your baby brother screams
for anybody’s attention
It is finally time for bed and you cry
but what about the chocolate pie?!
so we all have a piece
ummmm, so delicious!
we smack our lips then say our goodbyes
blow kisses until the screen goes black
So I begin my morning, that is your bedtime
already full, but indulge in a second cup of coffee
its bitter sweetness so perfectly complementing
my heart
as you and I ate
our pretend chocolate pie
You are the bestest Bubbie.