A Girls Teen Dream
Was recalling being just thirteen,
Riding on my Schwinn, it was a metallic green.
To flirt with Tommy,the boy of my dreams.
More delicious than my favorite ice cream.
I wonder...was he as good as he seemed?
I’ll never know, we never were a love team.
I still think he’s better than whipped cream.
Tommy, that blue eyed, dream of a teem!
10/31/2021
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2021
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