Wild Card - Mindy Gledhill

Tangled hair with dirty face and feet

You dance to your own beat

Right down the city Main Street

People stare and whisper talk so cheap

But you say «How was your week?»

And you kiss them on the cheeks

You’re a wild card

You have all the fun

You’re a wild card

But when the day is done

You are mine

And that makes me the lucky one

You’re the kind to pick the neighbor’s roses

In your underclothes

While they watch through the window

Laughing loudly in the library

While everybody reads

Like it’s your specialty

You’re a wild card

You have all the fun

You’re a wild card

But when the day is done

You are mine

And that makes me the lucky one

So I’ll play my hand at life believing

Every win and every loss is teaching

Me to paint my world in color

To see its beauty through the eyes of others

You’re a wild card

You have all the fun

You’re a wild card

But when the day is done

You are mine

And that makes me the lucky one