In a different light

How time flies regardless of our wishes young or old

Pulse beating, pumping, blood circulating away

Dreaming of the past running round as we play

Leaping in the grassy fields, plucking wild flowers

Chasing each other barefoot or laying in the sun

For life was great them everything was good fun

Soon we'd see the girls in a different light

A smile from one of them had our hearts beating

What's to say seeing her face in a different light?

With both of you grinning as you meet each day

Now were a pair, a double holding hands in the street

Meeting each morning both hearts did skip a beat

Dad finds you shaving with his razor one friday morn

Well he say "I get you one of your very own"

Looks down at your scuffed shoes "You have to clean your own"

So no more kicking gravel, framed my life differently

I was flying, floating on a cloud way up high

Dreaming of my lovely sweet Ellen bye and bye

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The pub in town

I went back there again
To the place I was born
The village with a church on the hill

We walked everywhere there
Until I got a bike
A present after I had been ill

Then I rode everywhere
Train station was the best
To see steam locos to my fill

Me standing there smoke drenched
Writing numbers on a pad
That was my life until I met Jill

With her black polished shoes
And tank top that she wore
More like me than a girl with a frill

Together until our teens
Riding bikes one fine day
She said words that really made me ill

She was leaving our town
Better school, better stores
Those things really gave her a thrill

So I lost her; she's gone
Teen love hurts quite a lot
Until spring came then I met April

Her dad ran pub in town
Often left on our own
Parents in bar, we kissed to our fill

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Thoughts when young

I often sit on our balcony
And watch clouds dash across the sky
Look! They seem to race each other
Just like us sister and brother
Sister sighs and raises her eyes
She's much older and fancies guys

Damn, I wasn't 'spose to tell  you that
So I'll just bend and stroke the cat
Tthere is a girl I like at school
Shouldn't chat, its against the rule
But she sits close makes eyes at me
Think she teases but I'm happy

We both walked home the other day
'Cos she doesn't live far away
We held hands I even kissed her
She's even better than my sister!
I like the way she flicks her hair
Wish I was was a millionaire

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Planning Christmas

Cats collide being rained upon
Dry summer days have now long gone
Evening light fades
I flick my braids
Finger them now
Shy smile on show
Toddler sister follows me round
Without making one sound

I like autumn when the leaves fall
From the sycamore tree tall
Scuff feet in leaves
Dad checks the eaves
Wear socks for hose
And warm night clothes
With our Lounge fire hot as a forge
And lots of snacks and food shall gorge

Might get dressed up for Halloween
Perhaps I'm too old at sixteen?
Roads now icy
Driving's dicey
Salt is now spread
Got hat on head
Snuggling is good with my boyfriend
Check Christmas lists that never end

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I held her just one time

When I was a teen
Or something in between
But growing, becoming aware
Of girl sitting in a chair
Feeling her warmth close by
Oh those days long gone by

She was quite cute
Even described as beaut
I lked the way she flicked her hair
Just waiting there in that chair
Eyes lowered as she sat
I must sit, have a chat

And so I did
She smiled at me that kid
We talked. I asked for a dance
Knowing others now did glance
She nodded, held my hand
Danced around to the band

I felt so proud
Wanted to shout out loud
Dancing with her was a delight
For this girl was dynamite
She was just so sublime
I held her just one time

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My maladroit life

Don't talk to me about maladroit
That's because I was affected alright
As I didn't know my left from right
T'was when I was just a lttle sprite

Wasn't helped by having bully brother
Wanted to change me for another
But he couldn't convince our mother
His eyes! Me, he wanted to smother

Made things worse I was a clumsy brat
Toddled around fell over the cat
Both sent outside to play...that was that
Pushed me in a puddle, I went splat!

All my days 'til I was nine or ten
Learn't life was cruel with right wrist broken
When he jumped on me that was the end
Found a mate at school that was my friend

So my clumsiness soon disappears
Just right in time for first teenage years
Girls were great but oft would cause tears
But one turned up to allay all fears

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Those days have passed

"Those days have passed" she said to me
As I gently touched her calm face
Recalling those sweet memories
Of weeks before we both left school

We used to go to the town's park
To kiss in the dark shelter there
Or walk up the mounds winding path
Holding her warm hand, which was cool

She's right of course those days have gone
We both went our separate ways
That look in her eyes is still there
My heart still leaps, Oh what a fool

Just why does love endure so long
I guess she is still part of me
Now locked in my brain evermore
It hurts to leave my girl from school

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Annabel

How I remember Annabel
Whose green eyes I first caught at school
I walked her home and at her porch
Did kiss her lips which was so cool

Promised to see me the next day
But then she turned and went on in
I felt so sad under the eaves
So turned and ran home with a grin

"You forgot the bread" My Mum said
"Had to go to the corner shop"
"Sorry Mum, I met this girl"
She smiled, smoothed my hair on top

That night I slept, but tossed and turned
Wondering what gift for her to make
As her birthday was coming soon
Seventeen candles on the cake

So walked next day to pick her up
At the porch rang bell to her house
Her dad said she gone with Jack White
That rocked me, "Jack White, you're a louse!"

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Different eyes

How can you see me with different eyes?
Just how can you see where truth really lies
I am not as so many others see me
Do believe me as I am trustworthy

You now look askance at me, I feel blue
They have invented lies that are not true
You're really the prettiest girl I've seen
And I love that your pretty eyes are green

Please let us walk home one fine day
I promise I won't hold your hand. Okay?
That is unless of course you want me to
We can do whatever you want to do

Of course I've noticed you for some time
You should have checked your mum, as she knows mine
Yes, it's okay to walk home now and then
 But not everyday, I will tell you when

And don't invent stories of what we do
For what we say is between me and you
We will do that and then see how it goes
And I like that you have a long straight nose

There is one more thing that will have to be
Don't start saying you're going out with me
We'll be friends as we live close, you and I
And no kissing yet...until by and by

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Standing at the corner

I was standing at the corner just watching the world go by.
When a girl oh so pretty caught my roving and eager eye.
She saw me look then blushed crimson red which proved that I was right.
Soon we were walking hand in hand with a touch of such delight.
And at her gate that first kiss took me to perfect paradise.
I started to go back home then turned to see her laughing eyes.

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The Wait

I waited long my lovely
On that summer's night
All neat and smart and longing
For your presence to light
My fire, my passion
And promise you my life

I waited long my princess
As the air turned chill
My plans went all asunder
And much against my will
Wept some tears of doubt
That you would be my wife

I waited what seemed like ever
The gifts I held seemed poor
Could  lose my precious who
To me meant so much more
Sadly I left that place
And trod my way back home

You didn't ring to tell me why
Or even write a letter
I lost you on that summer's eve
To a boy who was surely better
But as the past is past
I think I'll ring young Cindy

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This poem was originally written in 2010