I make faces.
I can’t help it.
I have one.
So I use it.
To express.
To humor.
To give notice.
To get sympathy.
I use my face to let you know,
I’m in charge.
And things are going to go…
The way I say they are going to go.
You must deal with this.
There are times when I’ll add my voice.
And the power of decibels will assist with the expression.
To make things perfectly clear.
And when you get it.
And fully understand the expression.
The sounds.
The demands.
I may honor you with the songs of a sweet coo.
But I’m keeping my eye on you.
Pay attention to this face.
