A candy drawer.
Do you have one?
It’s a secret, special place,
One filled with an assortment of sweets.
The last drawer in by bureau,
The one I can reach from my bed.
It sits closed most of the time,
Filled with sugar and yummies.
It is a place that gives me permission.
What shall it be tonight?
A spice drop, bit of chocolate, or a refreshing fruity burst?
Its all up to me, every time, my choice,
If only life were as accommodating and approving
As my candy drawer.