by Jen Hunt
I'm not a detail person
or so I like to say
my memory will, at times,
tiptoe--or sprint-- away
But, boy, do I remember
the 857 miles we drove in one day
when my brother
disinvited us to his sixtieth birthday
and we had nowhere else to stay
I'm not a detail person,
Or so I like to say,
But when it comes to tracking wrongs
my mind's as clear as day.
