The Diary of a Young Girl
Dear Diary,
I met a cute boy today. He's awfully tall and lean. His blue- green eyes sparkle each time I see him smile. And his brown hair glistens in the sunlight. His lips are soft and kissable. His arms so very strong to hold me tight. His words sing to me as he speaks, each word with its own beat, and tune. He seems so perfect in every way. I wish he could stay until tomorrow but alas, he must leave my life with only a brief memory of what he was like.
Love,
A Young Girl
I met a cute boy today. He's awfully tall and lean. His blue- green eyes sparkle each time I see him smile. And his brown hair glistens in the sunlight. His lips are soft and kissable. His arms so very strong to hold me tight. His words sing to me as he speaks, each word with its own beat, and tune. He seems so perfect in every way. I wish he could stay until tomorrow but alas, he must leave my life with only a brief memory of what he was like.
Love,
A Young Girl