Saturday, April 11, 2009

To First Grade Love

 

At first, when you hold my hand,

You should probably understand

Even though we’re in first grade

Our love together will never fade

 

Throughout the perils of recess

You could never do more to impress

Your cheeky, miscreant ways

Made our times together a beautiful daze

 

We danced and played in the sunshine

You should have know you’d be mine

But as we all grew up and matured

My times with you became unsecured

 

You moved away to a different school

I heard somewhere that you now think you’re cool

You’ve left this little girl’s heart askew

My good friend Jonah, I miss you!

 

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