Young Love

She has been the twinkle in my eye
Since we were knee high

The girl next door
Who I love galore

With hair the color of straw 
I have loved her since the first time I saw

The one for me 
Can’t my parents see

You’re too young to engage
Is the advice so sage

But we’ve held hands for far too long
Our connection oh so strong

Playing house is no longer a game
I want her to take my name

We’ve talked a lot 
About taking this shot

Since holding hands 
In the stands

This is our last chance 
For romance we said at the dance

We have a plan and some saving
Hoping there will be less raving

So we here are full of hope
As we head off to elope

Andreas Simic©
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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