His Name Was Bobby
His name was Bobby.
Angelic eyes; light blue.
Nothing like anyone I had ever seen
Blonde hair
Odd for a boy I thought
Giggled better than me
I was completely smitten
He was smitten too
With Joyce, another blonde angel
Sweet girl whom I immediately decided to not like
in any way
He did not know I was alive
Could not tell me apart from my identical twin
I tried, but it did not work.
My love went to the other side quickly
He whom I had loved and dreamed about
I now hated with a passion
It is odd how you can go from love to hate
when you are in kindergarten.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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