Poetry

Young Love

Laughed softly to myself
Watching the discomfort
Of children growing up
Staring at their feet
Cheeks tinted rose
Giggles and special smiles
I chuckle at the difficulty
Of this young love
And smile at its beauty

Debbie Gravett © 2017.04.21

via Daily Prompt: Chuckle

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Debbie Gravett

A word painter; a story slave; a believer of magic and mystery; a lover of life.

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