Early Spring

This is a silly little poem

about a silly little girl

who is caught up in you

And doesn’t know what to do!

This is why I can’t sleep

because I’m thinking about you.

This is so cliché.

Such a teenage feeling!

I will now end this poem

so I can keep daydreaming…

 

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