"a Girl About a Boy"
Walking down the hall at school looking at him.
All the girls say he's an eight I say he's a ten.
The way he combs his hair and the way he walks.
I love to hear his voice cause of the way he talks.
My friends all say don't be shy ask him for a date.
My time will come but for now I need to wait.
He never says a word all he does is smile.
The clothes he wears is just my style.
I wish I knew why I feel the way I do.
When they say do you remember him
I'll say"WHO".
Teresa Skyles 11/01/08
This poem was wrote for my first granddaughter
who is now 14.
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