I Knew a Boy

I knew a boy

With long blonde hair

And eyes wider than the moon

Always fixed on the next adventure

The clothes he used to wear

Were chosen with care

And so was the makeup, shoes and hair

To fit into the box he was given

I know a boy

Who cut his hair

And finally sees a future

Still willing to travel home now and then

In clothes that finally match his style

And a genuinely happy smile

He walked along for many miles

To forget that box

SWD 11/2019

Photo by Samantha Hurley from Burst

5 Comments Add yours

  1. jackcollier7 says:

    Cool poetry, well-structured. ❤

    Liked by 1 person

  2. maplemarbles says:

    I love this poem so much ❤

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Brad Osborne says:

    This is the purpose of poetry. To place the reader in the midst of a feeling or emotion. So much so that they are impacted themselves. This poem did all that with beauty!

    Liked by 1 person

  4. KT Workman says:

    I know such a boy also…love the poem. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

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