LXII: Not to Share

When I was far away from home, I learned

to like coleslaw because you always did.

At KFC with every order yearned

to get to know you more beneath each lid.

I bought a Reese’s Fast Break at each store

because I knew you’d always wanted those,

I tasted ginger ale and asked for more,

for you could always drink it from a hose.

But when I traced my way back home to …