Frankie and Me
Frankie’s smile is made of summer,
Mine is made from thunder,
Frankie’s clothes fit on like smooth silk,
Mine are thistles that make me itch.
All the teachers say they like us the same,
But I see them take a deep sigh when I am near.
They all like Frankie the most…
But at night, my Nonna kisses my forehead three times -
And tells me wonkiest apples taste the best!
Mine is made from thunder,
Frankie’s clothes fit on like smooth silk,
Mine are thistles that make me itch.
All the teachers say they like us the same,
But I see them take a deep sigh when I am near.
They all like Frankie the most…
But at night, my Nonna kisses my forehead three times -
And tells me wonkiest apples taste the best!
This poem is copyright (©) Carmella de Keyser 2024
About the Writer
Carmella de Keyser
Carmella is from Belsize Park, London but now lives in Essex. She has a History degree from the University of Manchester and writes poetry for both adults and children, exploring her Balkan heritage, identity and feelings of displacement. She co-founded the Harlow Circle of Poetry and you can see some of her work in 'Your Harlow' and in the next edition of 'Dream Catcher Literary Magazine'. She is compiling a children's collection of poems based on all the adventures she has been on with her two children. In her spare time Carmella is a Vegetarian who loves the Beatles, sci-fi and adores animals especially elephants!
