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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I didn’t want to go on vacation I would rather stay home with my friends When does being treated like a baby In this family come to an end!? We went to a stupid hot beach I don’t even know how to swim I would rather be practicing basketball Back home in the high school gym. I sat moping on the beach all alone As the sun was starting to set We’d been here for all of three days I wasn’t having any fun yet. Then I noticed her walking by herself Silhouetted against the red sky Just on the edge of the water I was speechless as she passed by. I watched her walk down to the pier Where she turned and started coming back I went down to the edge of the water Making sure I would be in her path. I was aware of this beautiful creature Walking ever closer to me Her blond hair gently dancing Inspired by the ocean breeze. She looked up and smiled as she passed Slowing down for me to say, “Hi” An opportunity I couldn’t respond to As I simply let her pass by. All night I stayed awake dreaming Of this angel I saw on the shore Silently thinking and scheming What I would do if I saw her once more. Next day I was on the beach early To give my destiny a shot I sat there searching and burning The sun was so very hot. Just when I was about to give up And mope on back to my bed I heard a sweet voice saying, “Boy are you turning red.” I’ll spare you all of the detail From my steamy summer of love When on a golden ray of sunshine My future wife was sent from above.
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