A Young Girl

Another old one. I guess I never really speak to her anymore...but I never forgot.

A young girl, eyes tinged hazel and brown

Like autumn leaves fallen to the ground.

A young girl, smile so sweet

It could warm you from head to feet.

A young girl, lovely hair ever flowing.

A young girl, a young woman and growing.

A young woman, soon to be free.

Oh, the sights, the sights she will see!

But now she is stuck in this cold lonely place,

But she is not alone, for I am here to stay.

Reviews

[Shaun Payton]

Love will make you write poems lol A nice sweet tune of love. We never forget the first love.

[UponTheBrink]

Haha That it will. I've written so many because of it. A first love is something wondrous. Thanks for the review.

[Shaun Payton]

You are most welcome:)

[Dr. Wood ?]

speaks of young love...a magical time in anyone's life...If I remember correctly...

[UponTheBrink]

Sorry it took me so long to respond. For some reason I never saw this. Your words speak true though. It's a wondrous time indeed. Thanks for stopping by and reviewing. :)

[Dr. Wood ?]

that is fine...this can be a very busy line

[Noehm Strawhair]

Awww totally a cute part at the end when you make the reader discover that the one reciting this poem is someone who truly is with her and not just an omniscient, non-existent narrator :)

[UponTheBrink]

Thank you. This was actually written about my first love.

[Noehm Strawhair]

how cute! :)