Ode To Pamela Jane
By: Wayne Brown
Along about the 7th grade, thoughts and feelings changed
I began to notice the girls; at first it seemed rather strange
The curve of the leg, the sway of the hips, movements in time
The soft skin, lips, and eyes; all now seemed so sublime
What do I do with these new feelings; how should I react?
Was it love or just Memorex? I actually did not know, in fact
Like a blind man herding sheep I wrestled with my direction
Totally unaware that my new emotions were related to affection
She was a new girl in school and she was quite a cute looker
Hard to believe that no one yet had stepped up and took her
But my youthful reasoning was flawed; unknowing at any rate
I never stopped to think…she was not yet old enough to date
She never really noticed me for I was invisible in her dark eyes
But I noticed her each time she passed; such a wishful prize
I was in lust or thought it so at the time; miserable up on Cloud 9
I cast fate to the God of Love hoping things changed with time
The gods failed me in my efforts; my infatuation lived on as before
Rekindled with each passing in the hall or her coming through a door
She grew more beautiful with each passing day; everything was right
I was still invisible; hidden far back in the shadows out of her sight
And so it remained like that as the high schools years ticked away
My infatuation held inside for all the years; never a word did I say
Now many decades later; my infatuations being subject to change
I look back and smile at memories of my crush on young Pamela Jane
©Copyright WBrown2012. All Rights Reserved.
16 September 2012
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