TomboyA Poem by Autumn's ChildWe have a bet. She must "be" a girl for one week. Today is day one......She cried as I took each lock twirled it around the brush blew hot air on the wet strands to create smooth framing curls. She whimpered as I pulled the hair from her face to reveal clear freckled skin and bright shining eyes. She pleaded for her jeans and a shapeless blue tee as I marveled at her grace in the summery black dress that hung over long pants. But she smiled at my wonderment (and even snuck a glance in the mirror) at the beauty she possessed, a beauty I worked hard for that came effortlessly to her even when hidden under the clothes of a boy. © 2008 Autumn's Child |
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1 Review Added on June 21, 2008 AuthorAutumn's ChildPetaluma, CAAboutThe majority of this poetry is now in a book titled "Everything I Am Not Saying". Find it here ----> amzn.to/16TZB3q For more of my writing, visit crissilangwell.com Thank you for the years .. more.. |

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