Billie Dee
Jubilation
My brother, the Presbyterian minister, always calls to say I should visit Dad’s nursing home more often, or at least volunteer for the homeless Easter dinner crew. Now he’s asking me to go to a special meeting the Altar Guild is holding next week to elect a new director, now that Mable’s passed on.
Yeah, what the hell. The Internet’s down, my calico’s pacing the windowsills, and I’m out of Premarin. Guess I’ll drop in and share a good dose of the head cold I’ve been keeping from these Pollyannas.
steady rain . . . sorting a laundry basket of mismatched socks
About the Author
Billie Dee is the former U.S. National Library Service Poet Laureate. She earned her doctorate at UCI, has won numerous poetry contests, publishes online and off. She lives in the Chihuahuan Desert with her family and a betta fish named Ramon.
Wonderful!
too funny Billie! You’ve got the touch!
Marcy
So down to earth and sassy. Love it, Billie