Why I Like Elephants

Hemingway was spot on in that
interpretation of the girl outside that
railroad bar.  All she wants is love,
and if that is her way to get it,
so be it.  She is unafraid of sacrifice.

Like a white elephant that many claim
to have seen, but none really have:
this concept of exchanging one thing for another.

If I do this, will you love me?
  But I love you already.
Yes, but, if I knew you were sure...
  Why do I have to prove it to you?
Because I am paranoid and don't trust you.
  Oh, well if that's all...

I often wondered why I collected
all of those little figurines in
metal and jade and bronze,
little remnants of India.

The Secret Garden was always a
childhood favorite of mine.
But I keep them all because
Dorothy was right too:

Elephants, like women,
never forget.