Reflection

by Sarah   Nov 20, 2004


Live a Day
But not far from you
Talking Crazy
Hes cute, no way

I feel you
Your words so soft
Nothing but warm words
A mear whisper

The puddle shows our reflection
A smile, a laugh,a grin
Locking hands, yellow coats
A squeaky boot

I run, you run
You fall
A hand down
I pull you up

A girl to a teen
College awaits
Our fait unknown
As rain from the sky

Hand in hand
We walk through the puddle
Our reflections change
But our feelings stay the same

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