Don’t want to know
what the world thinks
of my hair or husband
or after baby body
Don’t want pictures
of Wal-Mart without
makeup or playing
at the park after wine
Don’t want to need
the biggest house on my
street or mad money
for the Ferrari in my dream
I’ll take dirty hair grocery
shopping in my Hyundai
on Saturday and a park
picnic with bottle of wine
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