You were the fastest runner in grade school.
Kiss Tag was invented so we could chase you.
Yours were the first sparkling blue eyes I’d ever seen.
Someone told me you died in high school—drunk driving?
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2 comments:
Kiss Tag? How come I've never had the privilege? Never knew about that game. That's what I get for moving to this country past my grade school prime. On our next girls night out, we must discuss over dessert who we would want to play Kiss Tag with if we were to play the game some day. Fun, fun, fun...
Oh, yes, let's DO!
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