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.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Roy Avatar
September 15, 2021 at 12:04 AM
So nicely captured the feeling, Sister Virginia. It did bring back forgotten memories. God bless you.
Gelok Avatar
September 15, 2021 at 9:15 AM
Thank goodness for memories. Sometimes it is all we have, some good, some bad, but they are OUR memories.
Legros Kelley Avatar
September 14, 2021 at 1:47 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!
Rose  Avatar
September 10, 2021 at 2:45 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 )
Gelok Avatar
September 15, 2021 at 9:18 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.
Kulkarni Avatar
September 7, 2021 at 11:47 AM
Your poem brought some cute, nostalgic memories...
Gelok Avatar
September 7, 2021 at 7:29 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.
Leffanta Avatar
September 6, 2021 at 11:48 AM
Ah, if only they taught teenagers in school how to distinguish pheromones from "love" . . . . .
Gelok Avatar
September 6, 2021 at 8:03 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.
Pandit Avatar
September 6, 2021 at 6:44 AM
This so true to those youthful feelings. Excellent write, Virginia.
Gelok Avatar
September 6, 2021 at 7:58 PM
Thankyou so very much.
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