Years ago I came across a poem written by an Inola, Ok school girl to her beau. Here it is.
To J.B.
I walked up the door,
And shut the stairs.
I said my shoes,
And took off my prayers.
I turned off the bed,
And climbed into the light,
And all because
I thought of kissing you last night.
SS
I’m 61 but I remember feeling just like that. Do you?
