Joy Bohland Poet Ballade

Toast of the Town

You know,
you're the toast
you're the toast of the town.

As like an old fashioned movie star
as anyone could be you are.
Bloomed straight out of this ground
you are the toast of the town.

Surrounded by children of farmers 
and small-town folk you are
no wonder you stood out
different than any girl around.

Gershwin tunes always in her pretty head,
Gene Kelly her all-time favorite.
You know he wrote her back once?
No one her age even knows who he was 
but she does.

You're a blueberry,
best friend Kerri
only good girl
left in this little world.
You're a swing set,
five miles to run yet
potatoes in hand
girl cuz you read it in a book and

don't ever wanna grow old
and I don't think you ever will.
Sally on the window sill
and she loves you...


No one in this village knew what it held
but one boy who told her what he felt:
"Look around,
you know,
you're the toast of the town."

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Susanna Booth December 26, 2011 at 5:43 PM Joy, this is beautiful, what a kind thoughtful poem...i dont know what to say... Joy Bohland December 26, 2011 at 8:19 PM as soon as you told me that story i knew i HAD to write about it! I think its adorable that something so old fashioned came from a high school boy. But then again its really the only way to talk to you, not a typical girl in any way. I love you and this poem I hope that in some small way I captured you :) P.S. Rest In Peace Sally :0)