Girl talk can begin,
at a young age.
Sharing our secrets,
of all the new rage.
Innocently chatter,
boys and wishes.
Of barbie dolls,
first time kisses.
Whispering softly
into a friend's ear
About a new boy.
so no one can hear.
Over by the big tree,
the one with red hair.
Now don't let him see,
please try not to stare.
He likes me and asked,
a very special thing.
Should I let him or not,
push me on the swing?
In a list
A contest entry
- Quickie ~ Pic Prompt by Riamh.
450 points, ended August 26, 2008, 9 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I love the innocence of this piece. It makes me think of my daughter. Soon to be 13, she has been one to partake of "girl talk" Best to you in the contest, love your border.
Sam
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Thank You Sam
Good morning. Thank you for the nice comment. Always nice when you stop by and I read your thoughts. Take care.
Bless You,
Sandy
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oh that's awesome! I really think that was a great take on the pic. well done!
Good luck in the contest.
Be well,
Slayer
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Thank you for the nice comment. You take care.
Sandy
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