three rings
and say hello
hear you chuckle
through the telephone
I grin
and look skyward
trying to
pretend I'm alright
you know
that I'm really not
but it's so nice
to know you're the same
ashamed
of your hazel eyes
that change color
even though I like them
Mushy
about a lot of
things that I
notice, no one sees
Maybe
Just maybe
I won't
be scared so often
Poem
So hard to write
your feelings
onto thick parchment
Perfect
Am not any of
those things but
I'm glad you think so
The end
Don't know how to
really say
it but there you go
