Was a fighter
Who knew she was pretty when she needed to be. She sat across the lunchroom from me.
I had a crush on her, I am not sure I ever met her.
And somehow I remember her.
Kennedy was her last name.
Which is my sister’s daughter’s name.
Just the way that her hair fell down around her face
Then I recall my fall from grace
Another time, another place
A flood wiped out our house.
Yeah we moved away.








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