Lily of My Heart

Villanova

While you were enrolled in Villanova,
you took the P&W, I always loved dropping
you off; I wished I could go with you
and could be a student enrolled in University.
It would be like when we played school,
sometimes you'd be teacher and you'd give me books--
onion-paged, crisp and easily ripped;
I made sure I handled the pages
with yellow high-lighted words with care.
It was in those moments I wanted to read,
at 5, I was bored with picture books
and I wanted to read British lit with Elizabeth on cover:
it's funny to think now, especially at 23,
I take the P&W to the 104 to WCU
(my Godfather's brother wanted me to go
to Villanova though and would pay for good grades)
and I get to read these texts to my heart's content--
I wish I could go back to the days
sitting on nan's porch with carpenter bees flying,
drinking iced tea and playing make believe.