Bet you can't tell yet, but here is another one of my first few attempts as poetry. I was 15 when I wrote it and I was basically discovering that part of life adolescent life that is learning how to attract the opposite sex. I was honing my skills on the hunt, but you know us poets..... We're usually the ones who get hooked when we set our sights on a particular girl.
Though I would focus on one at a time, believe it or not, I actually had quite the little black book of numbers by the time I was 15, and it was these Teeny-Bopper verses that helped a lot.
Though I would focus on one at a time, believe it or not, I actually had quite the little black book of numbers by the time I was 15, and it was these Teeny-Bopper verses that helped a lot.
In
Love as in Nature
To see Love in Nature's
Great beauty and art
You must first use your eyes
Then look through your heart
The beautiful Sunset
Red, Crimson and Gold
To People together
Love's Passion takes hold
Those tall Mountain peaks
So Graceful and high
Two hearts become one
Real Love is no lie
In Love as in Nature
Some seasons are grey
You can't quite give up
You shouldn't run away
For once you have hold
Of someone you cherish
Then look through your heart
And Love will not perish
L.R. Waldon Jr.
© 1985
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