I may be just a boy to you
But a man I'll surely be
My heartstrings strum gentle too
I may be just a boy to you
Your angel eyes so bright and blue
I'd drift the shores with thee
I may be just a boy to you
But a man I'll surely be
Author notes
Innocent Love~
Written October 15th, 2004
In a list
A contest entry
- Imagery Time by Delphinidae.
300 points, ended October 20, 2004, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
Comments
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Awww Yes, this is such an innocent, loving piece. You gentle spirit shines through here, so very much. Beautiful penning, my dear. Always a joy getting lost in you.

Bella


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Excellent!
This is so cute and adorable, I love this Triolet, and how sweet it is to have love and to show love like you and your son both do, thanks for sharing, and keep on writing cuz!
-Me
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This made me smile. How nice!
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What!? Your 'little' boy has a girl already? How old is he now? LOL. Must be a charmer, just like his Dad.
This is a sweet triolet, with excellent flow. I enjoyed the sentiment behind it.
Thank you for entering my contest.
Christine
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I like this it kind of seems to me like he is in love with an older woman who blows off his affections. Those can really hurt
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Very nice; I'm so jealous of your ability to write this form...I have pages of failed villanelles ( I actually haven't tried the triolet). Wonderful sentiment, and gorgeous phrasing. I love it.
Becky -
this is sweet-i have a tendency to say short poems are sweet without really thinking about what 'sweet' means. but this really is sweet, theres an innocence here that i like. great write
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Very Good
Short, but not like life would appear to the boy. When we grow "to be a man", life shortens and goes quicker. Nice wee poem showing youngsters desires to grow up faster, unlike Peter Pan. Nice...... -
Short and sweet...nice write...I am glad that I am the first person to cooment on this lovely poem.......You're right,when we miss our past years some time or the other for it brings back some sweet memories....To think of it,when we were a teenager,we always want to grow up fast and now that we are grown up,we miss our teenage life....
Good write.....kepp writing
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