Love Poem: Practical Cliche
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Written by: Mary Rotman

Practical Cliche

I long to drive an impractical car
     a convertible
with seats for two
and wear impractical clothes
     Chanel suits that say
“Dry Clean Only”

I want to live in an impractical house
     downtown
three stories high
with white carpets, 
and closets I can lock 
with a key.

But I'll drive my practical van
     with seats for seven
and wear denim and sweats

I'll buy that split level in suburbia
     with carpeting the color of body fluids 
and chocolate milk

Because the soft sweet cheeks of a newborn,
the smile of a gleeful toddler, and
the straight arrow logic of a preschooler
and the antagonism of a teen
are worth far more to me.
True, it's a cliché, but only
truth breeds cliché. And my love
is true.