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Lori S. Maynard
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Date Posted: 23:41:26 02/15/02 Fri
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CRUSH
You were the object of a crush
I had when I was young.
I cherished your year book photo
and the pages, in which, it hung.
I never thought you'd notice
my quiet and placid heart.
I didn't know how to use it,
I didn't know where to start.
So, I wrote a note as a young boy could
my timid ness did show.
I thought twice about giving it to you,
with that phrase "Circle yes or no."
The years rolled by, they never slowed,
we grew into our different lives.
You were the Prom Queen,
and I was never looked at twice.
Graduation came and yanked our hands
away from the cradle toward the world.
I knew we'd be on separate trails,
but you'd always be that sweet girl.
The last I knew, you had gotten married
Oh, that man didn't treat you right.
The sirens came and took him away
after he broke your ribs in a fight.
I'm doing well in my own world.
I can't say that I can complain.
I think of you from time to time
to ease my heart of its pain.
Your little girl is nearly grown up,
a single mother all these years.
We lived a half-hour apart,
though spanned by many tears.
I got married and had a child
about five years ago.
My wife and my little boy were lost
in a wreck due to ice and snow.
It's funny how both of our lives
lead to such despair.
I wondered if we'd ever love
if we knew the pain that would be there?
At our fiftieth class reunion
our fragile hearts finally met.
We shared our joy and shared our sorrow
and on each other's shoulder, we wept.
A year went by, you said goodbye
to the world, it was now your time.
I took your hand, oh so cold,
and you clinched your fingers around mine.
Just for one second, I thought I saw
that same sweet girl from decade's past.
She danced in a peaceful light
and vanished just as fast.
I know our lives were nothing special
we'll be forgotten in a couple of years.
We're just a story about boy meets girl
with fair amount of sorrow, fair amount of cheers.
ŠJune 6, 2001 Lori S. Maynard
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