Freckles

I have a bunch of freckles

and I used to hate those spots

because I’m always getting bugged

about those wretched dots.

My sister loves to tease me

saying freckles multiply.

My brother says when I was born,

the doctor splattered dye.

My parents say my freckles mean

that I’m a special kid.

They’ve felt more like a punishment

for something bad I did.

But now I’ve new perspective

and with freckles I’ve no gripes,

for just this morning, at the store,

I saw a kid with stripes!