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LindsayP
Member Elite

since 2007-07-28

Posts 3410
Australia, Victoria

0 posted 2009-09-29 01:03 AM

THE TEENAGER

She was in her teenage years and yearning
To quit the school of learning,
She was bored with the pattern of her life,
In fact her parent’s ceaseless patter,
Didn’t really seem to matter
When they warned her of the dangers of getting into strife.

She could see the neon signs a gleaming
Each night as she lay dreaming,
She had a yen for city life was plain to tell,
But girls from up the country
Seemed to lack the same affrontry
As their city cousins, who in the fast lane like to dwell.

She knew naught of bums and junkies,
Of the pushers and their flunkies,
She was country bred and inclined to be naive,
But a break from her upbringing
Would be like a knew song she’d be singing,
And in all good faith she took her parent’s leave.

She arrived down in the city
With it’s teeming crowds and streets all gritty,
All filled with smog and motor fumes,
With her girlfriend she went looking
For a place to make a booking
In a decent place to board, or rent some rooms.

She soon found it hard to find
A decent place of any kind,
Then in StKilda she found a place to sleep,
She was soon urged to take to drugs
By the pushers and their thugs,
But the roots of her raising ran deep.

It wasn’t long a job she landed,
At least she felt she wasn’t stranded
In this great metropolis with it’s teeming throng,
But the excitement in the beginning
Very soon she felt was thinning,
But the strength of her upbringing kept her strong.

Now as the months they slipped away,
She thought to herself one winter’s day
How dreary this great city seemed to be,
With this everlasting sleety rain
Running endless down the window pane,
T’was something in the past she’d failed to see.

Then came the day it finally hit her,
(Though pride wouldn’t let her be a quitter)
That city life was not as exciting as she thought,
And the city life that she once thought thrilling
Did not now seem so fulfilling,
And the urge to go back home was what she fought.

Then came the day within her heart,
Where lonely feelings shoot their dart,
She decided a visit home was where she’d go,
Then from that first forbidden thought
A one way ticket she had bought,
For from tiny acorns giant oaktrees grow.

As she climbed aboard that homebound train,
She banished thoughts of smog and rain
And all the pressures that city life demand,
She thought, how could she have been so blind
To think that city life of any kind,
Could compare with her life upon the land.

It was with great excitement now
That to herself she made a vow,
As she stepped down from that dusty homebound train,
On this warm and glorious sunny day,
Never again would she ever stray,
As she headed home down that quiet country lane.

Lindsay

Mysteria

Member Laureate

since 2001-03-07

Posts 18328
British Columbia, Canada

1 posted 2009-09-29 01:18 AM

Boy do I wish the kids I used to work with had stories that ended up that way. That is a wonderful ending to an all too familiar story here Lindsay. Most of our stories I am afraid do not have such happy endings, so I enjoyed this one.

Mysteria

Margherita
Member Seraphic

since 2003-02-08

Posts 22236
Eternity

2 posted 2009-09-29 05:49 AM

What a tale, dear Lindsay, you are so good at these. Yes there was a happy end, which is not always the case. I have also had to cope with tough moments when I decided to live on my own, but indeed as you say the upbringing in a healthy family is of greatest importance and gives us the strength to make the right decisions. Nonetheless I was inclined to trust everybody and had to learn that this attitude can be dangerous.

Beautifully written, dear Lindsay, thank you.

Love,
Margherita

WTBAKELAR

Senior Member

since 2008-09-09

Posts 1089
Utah, USA

3 posted 2009-09-29 10:30 AM

When she stepped down off that train,
To all that knew her, she explained,
That city life aint all it's s'posed to be,
Now a herd of children at her feet,
And sloppin the hogs, just cant be beat,
But she couldn't say no, when Bubba said "Marry ME"

Sorry Lindsay, I couln't help m'self,
Loved your poem,
Tracey

suthern

Member Seraphic

since 1999-07-29

Posts 20723
Louisiana

4 posted 2009-09-29 12:32 PM

Sometimes, you can go home again. *S*

Enjoyed this, m'friend! *S*

Roniece Dawson-Bruce
Member Ascendant

since 2000-01-29

Posts 5689
Sydney, Australia

5 posted 2009-09-29 01:50 PM

my friend Lindsay.. this is a great story with a wonderful ending... loved it!

Bisous de Paris
RDB

Be kind at heart....for everyone you meet has their own battle to fight.........

Earth Angel
Member Empyrean

since 2002-08-27

Posts 40215
Realms of Light

6 posted 2009-09-29 02:10 PM

Thank goodness, she returned safely home. The story could have had a tragic ending ~ as is far too often the case.

You told the story well, LP ~ and with a worthy moral for young people who leave home before they are mature enough to do so.

Love 'n a BIG hug,
Lindy

passing shadows
Member Empyrean

since 1999-08-26

Posts 45577
displaced

7 posted 2009-09-29 02:33 PM

wow Lindsay, this hit me good. I agree with Margherita. This is touching, being a mother myself. Good work!

LindsayP
Member Elite

since 2007-07-28

Posts 3410
Australia, Victoria

8 posted 2009-09-30 12:10 PM

A big thank you to Mysteria, Margherita,
Tracey, Ruth, Roniece, Linda and Passing

Shadows for your very kind comments. It mae my day, God bless you all. Loveyas.

Lindsay

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