Immature by Christel CrewsImmature you say
The words cut sharp and bleak
How much longer will it last
the raging torment that I keep
I long for the extended hand
the arms opened wide,
yet when you're there
the sun is gone
I feel chilled deep inside
Why must we carry on this way
Like children everyday
I love you once
I love you twice
yet what you feel does not change
Younger, yes
in age, but no
your feelings you must hide.
Until the day
I hear you say
Age will not define
the love that I hide.
04/10/2003 Author's Note: this is the second poem i wrote on 12/31/1996 - as a freshman in high school
Posted on 04/11/2003 Copyright © 2024 Christel Crews
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