This is a poem I wrote about a neighbor boy that lived at the end of my street. I didn't have permission to play outdoors at night, before dinner or after dinner. I found out a whole other world existed, when I got a babysitting job at the other end of the street. We laughed. We talked. We played two-square. There was a really cute boy who noticed me. When the others went in for dinner, he remained and played two-square with me in front of the house, after I put the kids to bed. I took every job that family offered me. But, one day, I learned that Jamie had moved away.
