I never knew the simple joys
of going out with hometown boys.
For me, romance was never focal
on a male who was a local.
The smart ones just aimed to debate me
but seemed to have no yen to date me;
while the ones who asked were way too slow.
Why this was, I do not know.
I may have been too brash and vocal
for any hometown country yokel,
so when I finally tied one down,
he was a boy from out of town.
Sweet Sixteen and never been kissed,
romance was something I had missed;
but we made up for lost time
with remedial work that was sublime.
So it is, I am confessing,
that mobility’s a blessing.
If what you need’s not where you are,
then I suggest you use a car.
If you cannot shop at home,
it may be necessary to roam.
Free trade’s not just for clothes and toys.
It also works for teenage boys.
The prompt today is local.

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This made me smile, Judy – and the top photo brought back memories of my own teen days – warm, and just a bit embarrassing but, at the time, I thought I was the bees knees, to use an ancient expression. 🙂
xx,
mgh
(Madelyn Griffith-Haynie – ADDandSoMuchMORE dot com)
ADD/EFD Coach Training Field founder; ADD Coaching co-founder
“It takes a village to transform a world!”
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That is the only photo I have of Nick and me, even though we went steady for two years. Different times, huh? Today we would have been taking selfies every time we saw each other!
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Oh I hope not – lol. Isn’t it fun to see how we looked and how we dressed in those old photos?
xx,
mgh
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I know.. and a bit frumpy.
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And yet we felt like the essence of glamour! I love the youth on our faces most of all.
xx,
mgh
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Yes. We had no idea.
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