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
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2015
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