Snapshot
I once was a powder puff
A dandelion fluff
A teenage girl
Floating through air
Holding court in
Our booth, us girls
Ordering cherry cokes
Studying teen magazines
With engineered haircuts
Shoes not for comfort
Arriving home to play
Card games of Fish
Writing in my diary
Though some days
Climbing trees
Playing soldiers with
Neighbor boys
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Yes I remember those days
Some pictures do just stay in the memory..Thanks for reading!
I love the contrast between “studying teen magazines” and “playing soldiers with/neighbor boys.” You did a wonderful job showing off the contours of adolescence!
Thank you for your comments–it is so interesting to me how what we identify with is all mingled together with innocence when younger –but the signs of going in different directions begin to show shifts in little ways. I like what you said “contours of adolescence”…..Thanks so much for reading and sharing your thoughts.
LOVE THIS POEM Ann! I can relate to just about ALL of this. I love the simplicity of times when we had time to be together and have good clean fun!!! thanks Ann I am waxing sentimental today . . . when I played like a boy I constantly had skinned knees . . .
Thank you so much for reading and commenting Darlene! I am sure you would be in that booth with me ordering cherry cokes and up in the tree!