Samuel MenasheLet’ s make believe I am happy, I laugh Black poison, all of me Its bottleful, Become sparkling water My cup runneth over I am your son You are my daughter, The only one Tags: LivingParenthoodHealth & IllnessSorrow & GrievingRelationshipsFamily & AncestorsU.S.Mid-AtlanticFree VerseShort poemUncategorized