She’s the one
Diving into vats of sunblock
Our mother holding her by the heel to pull her out.
Passing on cocktails,
Never picking up a cigarette,
Chugging bottles of water
On the jog back and forth from the gym.
Never had the jugs to bounce in her face at every step.
Blueberries, blackberries, strawberries
“DON’T PUT SUGAR ON THAT!”
As if it deactivates the antioxidants.
Caffeine even more deadly than saccharine.
“Bran muffins are for mornings.
Everyone forgets about colon health.”
“It’s about balance,” she says.
Never balanced a baby on her hip.
An ounce of milk is worth a pound of cure.
That won’t be her.
But yet, she’s the one
That lost a breast.