Tuesday, August 2, 2011


An acrostic poem for an assignment


Tickety-tackety, texting non-stop,
ever in doubt of where she'll end up,
endlessly fumes she's not pretty enough,
never predictable, always in flux,
a teenage girl is a wonder, it's true. She's
gentle one moment,
egregious the next,
rages against all authority, but
she sighs in your arms as you wipe all her tears.

Comments? Suggestions?

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