A boy on his first date
The prom was in the evening.
He'd asked his favorite girl
His head was really spinning,
As he knocked on the door.
His head filled up with butterflies.
His heart was a pounding drum.
Of all the things he could have said,
He barely managed "Um...."
She sweetly smiled at him.
He managed a shaky grin.
Then holding hands nervously,
They quickly entered in.
At first they talked awkwardly.
Then, almost in a trance,
He bowed at her politely,
And asked her for a dance.
Saturday, August 21, 2010
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