White Guy

He's a white guy 

He's a painter by trade,

Drives a white truck,

Wears painter pants and T-shirt.

And his hands are rough and chalky white,

Too much primer over too many years.

His hair is white --

It flies up like a baby's hair

His beard is full and white

His eyes blue with white eyelashes

"I'm  1/8th Cherokee ," he says

"my great grandmother she was full blooded and real dark. "

My hair is dyed bright red

My cloak a deep red print

With native America motif 

The floors in my house are dark red brown

He thinks Obama has wrecked the country

Not Bush so much

I carry a re- elect Obama 2012 magnet on my car

That is white

I have him paint the walnut cabinets white

He sands primes paints on

Swiss coffee premium white

Semi gloss in three coats 

The white is stunning above the red floors

He tells long stories

And when I leave

He says. I'm a good listener too

I walk out the door with my red dogs in tow and say 

"maybe over coffee."