Poem #5 (Rhyme)
I Can’t Be With You Fast Enough When I was a little girl I ran to my parents after school And when I was excited I would twirl I never felt like a fool Because expressing my love Was the top of my list, upmost and above And as I aged My expressions diminished And my interactions became disengaged I was embarrassed by being childish I would rather die Than show my love to any guy Until one day I…