GINGER BOY

There is a ginger haired boy that lives across my street I can't help but stare on my way to school And Everytime he smiles in response with eyes filled with joy. I wish my eyes could hold just a little joy.

There's a ginger haired boy that lives across my street I can't help but wonder what it's like to look that wonderful He doesn't smile as much but he's nice. I wish I looked half as pretty.

There's a ginger haired boy that lives across my street He seems sad and I wish I had enough courage to talk to him.

There's a ginger haired boy that lives across my street Today I tried talking to him He didn't seem so pretty anymore In fact he terrified me His eyes were so hollow and lacked a hint of a soul within This time he didn't smile He looked scared too.

There's a ginger haired boy that lives across my street People don't talk so much about him anymore And I wish I could get a final glimpse of him.

There's a ginger haired boy that lived across my street He was so wonderful And I miss him so much.

I found a letter on my doorstep on my way to school. It said I'm scared to let her see me" from a ginger haired boy across your street.

Karen Bassey
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