So Many Boys.

(Like my very first real poem... 2004.)

I always think about them,
They're here and here and there.
Most of them are just too cute,
And I don't think that's fair.
When you're walking down the street,
You might bump into on.
Sometimes you get butterflies,
and really want to run.
But still you've got to love 'um,
No matter what they do.
Then one day or perfect night,
You'll find that one for you... <3

~MaKayla Andrea Nirsberger