Puberty arrives
With it's accompanying drives
Plus the scourge of teenage acne.
Most remedies would fail
Nothing ever worked well
While my face continued to attack me.Father scoffed "Son I implore
If you scrub your face more
Then your acne will soon disappear."
Scrubbed as hard as I could
But it still did no good
Further proof that my case was severe.Unsightly, painful and embarrassing...
By adulthood it stopped its harassing.***
Poetry notes:
6/17/2019Poetry form: Rhyme
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Childhood Memories
PoetryChildhood Memories - poetry that reveals the exciting, joyful, energetic, passionate, blissful, raging, and painful childhood experiences of Baby Boomers growing up in the '50s, '60s and '70s. At least, that's what I think it will do ;)