TEENAGE GIRLS

                    for Lynn & Barb

 

            I sit on my porch

            watch them walk by

            so many shapes

            sizes  personalities

            yet all so much the same

 

            where are they going?

            what are they up to?

            laughing and talking

            among themselves

            with seemingly

not a care in the world

            sugar  spice

            and everything nice

            switched into overdrive

 

            do they know I’m watching?

            or that I’m even alive?

            maybe they’re watching me

            it’s hard to tell

when your heart’s still at large

            cause I’m just a teenage boy

 

                © 1973  Chris Sorrenti