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the_sexy_quinn) wrote2008-05-13 04:15 pm
the_sexy_quinn) wrote2008-05-13 04:15 pm
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The first poem I ever wrote was to my kindergarten teacher:
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Marry me Miss Carter
And I'll take care of you
And buy you roses.
I think I've improved since I was five. I saw Miss Carter (now, Mrs. Boyd) at my high school graduation. She was there because, unbeknownst to me, her niece was graduating, too. Miss Carter (that's what she'll always be to me) still looked absolutely gorgeous. Of course, she's only in her 30s now because she was very young when I had her as a teacher. I asked her if she remembered the poem I'd written her. She did. I told her that poetry had become a hobby of mine since then and she asked to hear a little more. That put me on the spot but I did eventually meet up with her over the summer to share a few things with her.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Marry me Miss Carter
And I'll take care of you
And buy you roses.
I think I've improved since I was five. I saw Miss Carter (now, Mrs. Boyd) at my high school graduation. She was there because, unbeknownst to me, her niece was graduating, too. Miss Carter (that's what she'll always be to me) still looked absolutely gorgeous. Of course, she's only in her 30s now because she was very young when I had her as a teacher. I asked her if she remembered the poem I'd written her. She did. I told her that poetry had become a hobby of mine since then and she asked to hear a little more. That put me on the spot but I did eventually meet up with her over the summer to share a few things with her.