Once apon a time,
and yes I know what a cliché that is,
but it really was once
and a very long time ago;
A young boys eyes
met those of a young girl
and electricity happened.
They thought they loved,
but really they lusted
and as it sometimes happens
they made a mistake.
For them it was terrible,
this budding life
they didn't know what to do with,
and they were so very scared.
They married far too young,
that proud boy and sweet girl
and brought their mistake into the world,
and then they loved.
Big blue eyes and blonde ringlets
adorned their mistake
a short and long four years later
and still they loved.
A shaking ford truck
with a bed full of clothes
and fourteen years later
their mistake was no longer a mistake,
nor did they remember that it had been.
They cried as they held each other
and their little girl
who had loved and been loved
drove away and into the sunset,
and yes that is a cliché as well,
but it really was how it happened. |