The Story Behind Country Poems #2: I Couldn't Tell Her

I was always good at appreciating, and very bad at expressing things when I was young. I think it's that way now, too in some cases. I was living in Freehold, NJ and the girl was in my class. If you could see a picture, you'd see that Amy Teller was by far the prettiest girl in class. You would also be able to see that the ugliest guy in class was yours truly.

I spent only three years living in Freehold before moving to Howell, NJ. I was too young to know that I should have stayed in touch. There are plenty of times I think back to my youth and think what could have been if I only had the chance to stay in one place. Coulda, Woulda, Shoulda's are the things that poets roll around in like pigs in slop. I don't know if Amy ever thought of me as a childhood sweetheart, but I thought of her that way. The last I heard, she's a mental health professional in Georgia.

Silly me. Crazy me. I could have given her a lifetime of study work! LOL