Just wondering

 

Just Wondering

 

I was young at a time

But not to young to see

How in love I thought you guys were

 

Mom and Dad

Sneaking kisses

Thinking

No one was watching

 

Family gossip leaking

Learning you guys spent every waking moment

With each other

When you were my age

So young, they’d say

But surely what you felt was real?

 

Afraid

To admit that I want some one

Need someone

Don’t think

I can ever let anyone

Into the diary of my life

Mom and Dad

You guys were my definition

I thought at one time

Definitions were truth

 

Kissing,

Both of you

At separate times

Each declaring how much you love

The knots that ties you two together

Why can’t we be the knot

That kept you loving one another?

Reviews

[Emily Rose]

This is interesting since it leaves questions about appearances. It gives the impression that we should not, perhaps, take all the displays of emotion at mere face value.

As far as critique goes I can offer only a few suggestions: you use the phrase "you guys" three times in the course of the poem, and in a piece so short that's a little repetitive (also it give the poem a younger feel - I'm not sure if that's what you're going for or not). The imagery could be a little stronger and more specific, too. It's good for what it is now, though - good job.