Your first birthday:
drooling with innocence,
your taste buds numb to anything other than sweets.
Your fifth grade graduation:
a diploma of frosted cake
and glittery stickers confirm your departure.
Your family’s Thanksgiving dinner:
awkward, stiff reunions,
served with mashed potatoes easing the tension.
Your white Christmas:
crumbling tree-shaped cookies and
warm, thick drinks to confirm the season.
Your first day of high school:
uncomfortable nibbling, under a thousand strange eyes,
at the sandwich your mom packed.

Your very first date:
leafy greens with dressing on the side,
to eat pretty.
Your morning routine before each day of high school:
a ten foot tall cup of coffee crowded by sugar
to get you through fifth hour.
Your first heartbreak:
a pint of Ben and Jerry’s Half Baked and a king size Hershey bar,
sugar the only constant in your life.
Your wedding day:
frosted cake, fed to you by the one you love
sealing an eternity together.
Your funeral:
family and friends gather around an arrangement
of fruit and chocolate – and the caloric memories you once loved.