September 27, 1990

115. A girl...

I remember a girl I used
     to know back when.....


Oh, how she laughed and
     carried on.
I hadn’t seen her for a year
     or maybe a little more,
But she walked up to me,
     and smiled that grin;
     Yet, something was different.
She told me how high school
     was going - her senior year
     was great!  She’d be 18 soon.
And then, she introduced me
     to her newborn son.
I never saw the same smile again.......

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