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this is a memory of my youth when I was 15 written for Monthly poetry contest. |
| 113 Words/ 22 lines written for Monthly Poetry contest Prompt: 15 I’m Fifteen By Lisa Noe A hard time is to be had Because being fifteen can sure be bad Hormones raging and the boys rough I ought to know when I’ve had enough Fifteen can be happy because you look your best Young and beautiful who cares about the rest Well that’s not me I’m afraid I’m really shy I’m afraid that I will never find a guy. High school friends they are the best These are the days you will feel blessed Some remember fondly their friends, While others want the memories to end. Bullies beat you blue that’s bad, And with those memories you’ll be sad, But I remember happy times Fifteen, that rings my chimes. |