When I Was Shy Poem by Melanie Emikohe

When I Was Shy



Sitting nowhere but the corners,
reading books, drawing faces;
walked only with one or two,
a favored time when I was shy.

A heart thickens, skin roughs;
smile I must for names multiply,
to be kind I must, to please I must,
that time when I've been noticed.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Goldy Locks 04 April 2007

Everyone wants to walk through a door marked 'private.' Therefore, have a good reason to be affluent.

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Nick Gaudio 10 March 2007

As the saying goes, you can never guess a poet's password...for it is too ingenious for the nonpoet to fathom! This is true of this poem. Excellent. Excellent. Well done, Ms. Agua.

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