The Last Straw
This was the day I chose
No more to be your friend.
Your orders slashed and rose
Beyond what I was wont to lend.
In truth, I have not just let go,
Turned back this spat of imposition,
Refused for once. Oh, how I glow
In my fresh and wobbly new tradition.
I will not keep that date.
I'll not appear at your command.
So there! At last I've made you wait.
(I'll call tonight, since I made my stand).
Carol Hamilton is retired from teaching 2nd grade through graduate students from Connecticut to Tinker AFB Oklahoma, from volunteer translating, and storytelling to continue to write and garden. She is a former Poet Laureate of Oklahoma and has published 17 books: children’s novels, legends and poetry and has been nominated eight times for a Pushcart Prize.
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