three kids in a trench coat pretending to be one adult

“Ye of little faith! I, too, am like you An adult! A whole real person! Look at me in my Adult sized trench coat And my briefcase What more proof Do you need of adulthood Than matching the buttons To their respective holes And a briefcase?

Now please sir, let me walk Through security without Taking off my coat I need to catch a flight home I don’t have time To take my coat off Do you know how long These buttons took?

Please let me go I don’t remember which flight I’m taking I need to see Which way I’m headed”

Ye of little arms Ye of little legs, fingers, nose, toes, everything in between Ye of cradle-sized torso I hope you got what you were looking for I hope you figured out where home starts What memories it resembles Who’s waiting up for you with the porch light on

Ye of adult sized heart My mom used to tell me stories of how when she feels small She imagines herself standing on the shoulders of her mother and her grandmother Who was under your trench coat?

Did it work?

By: Isabella Salcedo