Butterflies in my tummy are forming
Any time now I think I'll be vomiting
He drives us to school every morning
My journey is just starting
We park across the pedestrian lane
My brain's telling me don't be insane
I give my papa a kiss on the cheek 'cause I'm sane
I turned back and it causes a trigger in my brain
A few minuted your car arrive
Pushed the door, I'm blissful to witness it live
My heart starts to ponder and I feel alive
I'll store that memory in my archive
We cross the street together
Exchanged odd glances to each other
I don't want someone to bother
Maybe this will lead to forever
Once again, our eyes met on the aisle
Walk with my friends and hid a smile
Save the moment inside myvheart like a file
Hope we'll meet, just ignore the mile
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POM POEMS
PoetryFeelings turned into words; squeezed from experiences (FINISHED since these were the thoughts from my young mind)
