Puppy Love
Gouging deep breaking smooth Maple bark
He carved his initials with hers in a heart
Imaginary lovers… she will never know
He’s only thirteen and hormones flow
Fantasies of a chance to hold her hand
To share how he feels as she sits in the stands
A dark haired beauty with a captivating smile
Slim angel of dreams on his mind for awhile
But this love though sweet was never meant to be
Except in the mind of a boy like me
Daydreams and night dreams in my brain collide
Adolescent shyness keeps words locked inside
She’ll never know I was her biggest fan
Who wanted to be near and hold her hand
Many years came and now are gone
But those puppy love dreams still remain
Adolescent fantasies never die
They’re just to be remembered
And put away with a sigh
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Photo: From the family album
Roth Poetry 