nick at nite april 26,2005

there is something about
beaded cardigans
3/4 length sleeves
scads of sequins and
bugles that make me happy.
page boys and granny glasses
making dinner in a dress
or a skirt.i feel
so june cleaver.that
would make you ward-although.
i must admit-
i'd much rather be donna reed.
she was so prefect
pretty casseroles and
clean house.the laundry was
always pressed
and smelling lovely.

but i'm no donna reed
she was married to a doctor
you and i are far
removed from all of that.
i guess that i really
only have the wardrobe
the soundtrack
the glossy eyed day dreams.
but i had the dress
the butter yellow sweater
the lipstick that's probably
all wrong for my face...
and the dinner.
now you must admit
that was really something.
just like its supposed to be.
salad and homeade croutons
the table looked nice
the kids helped
something out of nick
at night and you came
up the stairs
smelled how nice
you smiled looking
like cary grant
your distinguished gray
hollywood handsome and it
was nice a photograph
with curled edges.
a scene i will hold
replay try to repeat over
over there may
just be hope,yet.
life in syndication.