Wide-Eyed
Between my ears the visions whirl
Without a care they hurl and twirl
Bouncing off walls as they unfurl
I sometimes remember a gal named Beryl
And how her long blond hair would curl
Sweet as sweet could be a pearl
Became a mother when she was barely just a girl
I imagined how that would change one’s world
I wonder what ever happened to that wide-eyed girl
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Submitted on April 30, 2020 for contest STRAND PICK J sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 3RD
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