My Westward View from my Pleasant Grove,UT (Utah Lake)/ Eastward view : the mountains
The Flag and the Sea Gull Memorial in Salt Lake:
our junior high dance middle class white kids rock out to Born to be Wild girls sitting pretty standing and doing nothing . . . the wall flower guys the music softens I only Have Eyes for You enhances my angst the boy I adore rooted with the wall flowers has started to move crossing the gym floor the boy I like is asking the new girl to dance she looks like a snob I hate this beautiful girl immediately somehow I end up walking home with this new girl serendipity laughing and chatting we have so much in common fast friends we become (A true story told with 5/7/5 line verses)
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