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The Love Letter
Please Listen to me when I say,
“You’ve got to hide your love away.”
I know I have to hide mine too.
It’s hard to hide a love so true!
Our parents wouldn’t understand
young love. They’re blind to things this grand.
The bell for sixth-grade recess rings
at ten. Let’s meet beside the swings.
Copyright ©
Janice Canerdy
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