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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=472863" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Childhood Friends</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I've known you since you were nine or ten<br>when you played with my sister in her cardboard den.<br>You were a skinny bean pole, a silly little thing, <br>the first girl to get to me, with your incessant chattering.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whenever I lifted my head, you always seemed to be there<br>haunting me with your presence and getting in my hair.<br>Repeatedly I told you to scram and even chased you away, <br>but you returned to play the game you liked to play.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the late fifties on Alvaston park, on Sunday afternoons<br>a number of us listened to Radio One's top twenty tunes.<br>Whilst we were singing and dancing like typical noisy teens, <br>you were in the corner of my eye trying not to be seen.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When school days were over I entered a different world, <br>the sixties brought crazy times along with forward girls.<br>I had my share of girl friends and searched for more, <br>but then I noticed you, the girl next door.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You had changed from a caterpillar into a gorgeous butterfly, <br>but you couldn't see it, and didn't want to try.<br>I noticed your potential but was too busy to spend the time<br>to date and impress you, with partying and wine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Besides your rural boyfriend preferred you as you were, <br>a girl that dressed like a boy with no feminine flare.<br>Several months later you asked me to take you out<br>sometime when I wasn't busy or gadding about.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I took you to the places I used to frequent at night, <br>you were without doubt a stunning sight.<br>You bought stylish clothes and changed your hair, <br>it was a privilege to take you anywhere.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your boyfriend objected and didn't like the new you<br>he didn't know what else you were likely to do.<br>He made you choose between town and country, <br>but it really came down to him or me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Orlando+Belo">Orlando Belo</a><div class=q>
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