A Boy Story
So interested in girls and ladies
Not so a little child or baby
I myself was a child trying out my wings
No matter what I looked at a female
Turning red or kind of odd around them
I guess it was just the age that things spring
And pants get tight when thinking happy
With delight I had my first kiss
That I know was a step to euphoria
It was hard to look at my mother
Because she did not understand
My dad was not around much, he worked
My mother had found me down in the barn
With magazines that my dad had hidden
She looked at me and I was embarrassed
What are you doing with this she said?
I looked at her and said that everyone is doing it
And I never thought that she could understand
My dad came home and smiled at me because he knew
Mother had told him what I did and words flew
My heart was pounding so hard and my dad had explained
Every little detail that he had known
I could remember that day, I was so uncomfortable
Now I think about it, I left home to find that special person
May 9, 2015
Copyright © Reynaldo Mast | Year Posted 2015
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