San Fransico 1988

Year was 1988,
went to San Francisco
feeling really great.
Went over the Golden Gate Bridge,
seeing Alcatraz where the criminals
used to live.
Bought a t-shirt souvenir,
never did keep it after
all those years.
Later went to Reno but
did not gamble,
Boyfriend drank
Bloody Marys while
I drank ice-tea like Snapple.
We flew into Houston on
the way home,
Mother in law told
Us to leave cause
Boyfriend smoked pot
and got stoned.
It was a fun experience
Wish longer it did last,
but too bad, leave
it to an old hag.
Written by Christina Sunrise Feb.18,2011

poem by Christina Sunrise
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