Andrea Dietrich Poet Etheree

Cradle Boy

I 

once robbed

the cradle. . . 

and cuddled a

sweet cute boy three years

younger than me on the

bus ride home from my last church

camp.  He wrote me my first year at

college.  It bummed me out to later 

learn he then dated my younger sisters!


Written by Andrea Dietrich in a contest judged 10/16/2015
For the Trashed  #3 Contest, sponsor, Broken Wings

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David Fisher November 9, 2015 at 3:36 PM This is a fun tale with a mixed blessing as it helped you do well in this contest. Congrats for that!

Jan Allison November 9, 2015 at 1:29 PM Dropping back with my congrats at your win in the trashed #3 contest Andrea:-) hugs Jan xx

Skat A November 9, 2015 at 11:07 AM Andrew, Congratulations on your Trashed #3 win. SKAT

Wilma Neels October 11, 2015 at 9:46 AM lol this made me smile Andrea, he would probably laugh if he got to read this one today :) All the best for the contest

Constance La France October 11, 2015 at 9:42 AM Andrea, very nice and charming for the contest, 7, and thanks for visiting my pasta poem ...

Arthur Vaso October 9, 2015 at 9:09 PM LOL brought me my daily smile, thank you!

Lindsay Laurie October 9, 2015 at 7:30 PM G'day Andrea... thanks for the giggle Andrea - we just cannot alter history but that never bothers us when teens - Lindsay

Sara Kendrick October 9, 2015 at 5:39 PM If one can't get the pick of the litter then a younger sister will do..LOL..Thanks for stopping by..Hairy is a character alright..He ate so much today and then vomitted it all back up for me to clean up..I think he is going to the vet on Monday...Sara

Connie Marcum Wong October 9, 2015 at 2:26 AM Three years is only noticed when you are in school now days. I love the ending on your poem. I had a neighbor boy after me, maybe 13. He was adorable and I was tempted, but I had begun to drive at just 16 and he was still on his bike...it would have never worked. Haha!

Matthew Anish October 7, 2015 at 9:13 PM Is this a true story? I believe that my father dated my mother's sister first. That was her older sister. Nice use of the form! Good luck in the contest! Peace & Love Matthew Anish

Afolabi Muideen October 7, 2015 at 7:42 PM A very funny piece Andrea. Beautiful and eloquence........A.M.

Emile Pinet October 7, 2015 at 1:17 PM This poetic trip though your heart is thought provoking, descriptive, and creative all rolled up into a beautiful poem. Well written. Emile.

Daver Austin October 7, 2015 at 10:06 AM Great! Keep him in the family. Love, daver

Jennifer Walker October 7, 2015 at 9:51 AM I remember him well, I was kind bummed out he didn't even notice me. But he did like Mel and Dori, did he write you about Mel and Dori or did you find out another way? This did make me squirm for you. But it also brought a smile to my lips how you could take this situation and make it sweet. Andrea Dietrich October 8, 2015 at 3:53 PM no Jenny, the dang guy never did tell me about Mel and Dori. It sure would be fun to see what happened to him and if he is still gorgeous . He would be 57 now. eegads how time flies.

Kp Nunez October 7, 2015 at 9:50 AM lol! Turns out he's not sweet...by "dating" I guess you meant the more conservative definition... :-)))

CayCay Godwin October 7, 2015 at 4:35 AM I'm torn between saying, really, church camp! or asking, sisters, plural? Yi. Reminded me of young love. Oh the letters before the internet. Remember how great it was to find one in the box? Holding paper and the knowledge of their handwriting? Obviously, I like this sweet, and, to me, sentimental poem very much ... CayCay

Ravi Sathasivam October 7, 2015 at 3:58 AM Excellent. Well penned. Enjoyed reading it. All the best for the contest. TFS

Robert Lindley October 6, 2015 at 10:29 PM THATS A HAZARD OF HAVING PRETTY YOUNGER SISTERS, EH? Made me smile my friend. A7

Laura Leiser October 6, 2015 at 9:46 PM This is a funny one, Andrea! Great poem :)

Jan Allison October 6, 2015 at 8:10 PM this made me smile Andrea - hope he didn't end up marrying your sister now that would smart! good luck in the contest:-) hugs Jan xx7

Michael Tor October 6, 2015 at 8:00 PM Andrea was your heart broken. I hope not, it was puppy love. Lol. I hope you didn't hurt much. Did you forgive your younger sisters. Love this cute write. Put a smile on my face.