Why do I feel sad
They’re pulling
the Folly down
Memories gone by
I was just a boy
It should have
been our springtime
For Candy and me
That wasn’t her
name
Asked if she was
sweet on me
All those years
ago
“You mean like
candy?”
I nodded so we
were friends
And played
together
We walked in the
woods
Then paddled in
the river
She held my hot
hand
We found the
Folly
A dark deserted
building
Climbed in a
window
Dead quiet until
The rooms echoed
with laughter
As we ran about
I found the body
Poor Candy
screamed with terror
Then we ran away
Our parents were
cross
Never played with
her again
She went far away
I so loved Candy
Wonder if she remembers
Holding my hot hand?
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I doubt she'd forget something like that!
ReplyDeleteTalk about a freaky adventure that I'm sure she would remember. Be sure to link this to my blog on Wednesday. Great picture and poem.
ReplyDeleteI don't think you could forget such an encounter
ReplyDeleteWhat an adventure that is ... loved the narration, and also the subtle traces of affection :-)
ReplyDeleteNo many emotions in this. Great.
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