8.30.2011

Poem for #1

We are barely children but your soul connects with mine
Perhaps we traveled here together
connected from our last life

I think I will marry you one day when I grew up
We can live on a farm with our moms
and raise chickens, cows and sheep

I think you stole my heart when you let me steal your chimes
In our Christmas play, you kissed my cheek
and I did not run away

This will be the first time I feel butterflies inside
As you wave little fingers at me
I want to giggle, I blush

When we grow up I will fall for another farm boy
I will hear about your sister’s death
and your problems with your weight

Our only association will be our dentist
And will you not remember my name
but I will always know you

You will never leave my heart because you were there first
Far before I can really know love
I tell you that I love you

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