A long, long way from all
I want for Christmas is my
two front teeth, must open the
green one before I awake!
California dreaming back to
gregarious the canyons as snow
begins to tell of how ambiguous
the memories if exclusive of
stoking once raging fires
Be not ever too old cresting
valleys to partake of love's
plateaus when mind and
heart elevate love making
remaining forever eighteen in
the privacy of your bedroom
(c) Forever 18 in the Bedroom
15December2011
Vivian L Dawson
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Reviewed by Mike Mirabella (Reader)
Reviewed on December 20, 2011
If I were forever 18 I would have burned out a long time ago,but to occasionally feel that worm spring breeze is priceless
Reviewed by Rory Dall (Reader)
Reviewed on December 20, 2011
Youth may be wasted on the young but wouldn't it be great to revisit the scene of the crime. I am concerned by the juxtaposition of the teeth and the green package! Perhaps I'd better quit while I am still ahead.
Under Amber Skies, written by author and poet Jill Eisnaugle, is a wonderful collection of rhyming poetry guaranteed to please every reader. In this, her second book, she writes of new friendships kindled, as well as old friendships solidified. She g
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forever 18 years ... well, at least in dreams ...
Merry Christmas, Vivian!
Joy L. Hale