Flip side of market streetA Poem by Deborah Leah KrempaThe flip side of Market Street Has more of a Christian beat Just like the folks you meet I was riding on a bus Down on Market Street A boy met a girl down there She had such angel soft hair She was lovely as she could be Pretty as a picture as far As he could see Sent shivers up and down his spine Saying baby will you be mine The boy on Market Street He had a dream She was it, she was such a queen He saw her walking by the shopping mall Her hair was long Her skin was ebony What a beautiful sight For his eyes to see It was in a city that they call Troy Today he's a man Not a boy anymore He plays guitar and he sings For her on the radio They been married twenty years or so He thanks the lord for Market Street © 2008 Deborah Leah Krempa |
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1 Review Added on May 16, 2008 AuthorDeborah Leah KrempaToledo, OHAboutI am grandmother,.. My children and my grandchildren I love them all so very much. They are my gifts from my creator, the blessings in this life. I simply adore poetry and the .. more..Writing
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