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Puppy Love

The girl who cringed when a boy sat too close to her, now realize something new is happening. Her heart beats like a drum. Her stomach does flips. All this just because he walks past her. These teen years come too soon. Puppy love changes a little tomboy into a darling princess. She could date the best looking guys in school. One thing is certain though, the best looking, is not necessarily the best boyfriend. So often love is fluttering through her veins. She does not realize the hold he has on her. He will surely be the one she marries. Time, heartache and tears teach even a young girl that those first loves will just be a memory, some good, some bad.

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Pratap Roy

Date: 9/15/2021 12:04:00 AM

So nicely captured the feeling, Sister Virginia. It did bring back forgotten memories. God bless you.

Virginia Gelok
Date: 9/15/2021 9:15:00 AM

Thank goodness for memories. Sometimes it is all we have, some good, some bad, but they are OUR memories.

Bj Legros Kelley

Date: 9/14/2021 1:47:00 AM

I love your nostalgic heart. I just read your poem about sitting together at the dinner table, and then this one. You are certainly bringing back memories to me tonight. I miss the old days!

Mystic Rose Rose

Date: 9/10/2021 2:45:00 PM

Yes indeed it changes a tomboy into a beautiful young woman, indeed a Princess in our heart, may you always feel that way dear poetess thank you for sharing a tender moment today )

Virginia Gelok
Date: 9/15/2021 9:18:00 AM

Would be nice to be a kid again and know what we know now, lol. I know I'd make many better choices. We perhaps wouldn't know what we do though had we not gone through life as it were. Thanks for your comment.

Smita Kulkarni

Date: 9/7/2021 11:47:00 AM

Your poem brought some cute, nostalgic memories...

Virginia Gelok
Date: 9/7/2021 7:29:00 PM

Nostalgic is what it is for me as well. Sometimes i sit and think back and wish we could go back there. Thankyou for your comment.

Rico Leffanta

Date: 9/6/2021 11:48:00 AM

Ah, if only they taught teenagers in school how to distinguish pheromones from "love" . . . . .

Virginia Gelok
Date: 9/6/2021 8:03:00 PM

It was bad enough when I was young but today my poem may not even apply. It's like there is no time to be a kid any longer. No time for holding hands or being friends. So sad. Thankyou for your input.

Vijay Pandit

Date: 9/6/2021 6:44:00 AM

This so true to those youthful feelings. Excellent write, Virginia.

Virginia Gelok
Date: 9/6/2021 7:58:00 PM

Thankyou so very much.