I Belong

Butterscotch
impressions
of connection
as you invite
me to the girl 
table.
Hopscotch 
bandaids
fix a broken
girlhood. 
Bakers dozen
of friends
sprinkled me
with powdery
sugar.
Sparkling 
red bobby pin
adjusting
my hair
of gray.
Lifetime of 
moments wished
on stars,
I felt 
the beat 
of 
what belonging 
is.