A picture Place

And so you thought you knew all to know
maybe believed it ought to show

Summers passed
winds blow in the leaves, they swirl
The light of blue
turning the new to bloom
You were the girl next door
now old news falls pages before
Careful with your thinking
young one you'll see
that Loves not all its talked up to be
Girl forget that you can stray
no matter how hurt you'll
feel obliged to stay
Barely of Age you sow
your way
Tred Lightly ...

This is a battle