She woke me up
Screaming like she was crazy
I can’t find her, I can’t find Jasmin.
You seen her, have you seen her?
She searched every room,
Stomping through the den,
The blue and white kitchen,
The dining room with the beige stained carpet.
A little girl is lost, a grandmamma frantic in the house.
I’m wiping sleep out of my eyes stung by the sun
I help her look: check outside in the driveway,
In the garage, behind endless bags of winter clothes.
Jasmin, Jasmin, where you at?
I found her; I got her, Ma yells from inside.
Where was she, I asked. She was in my bathroom
About to flush my dentures down the toilet.