Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix... Laura.
A Siciliano Kid, didn't KNOW what she KNEW...a 12 years old, moms and Pops, their love gone cold.
Don-t hear from them, except... when they cry LAURA!
Cried Laura.
I heard when THEY were kids, Moms and Pops, an 8-track recording, they played Hippie songs, kissed and loved, made play on Foggia-beach....and conceived LAURA. Me.
Cried Laura.
And THRU-entwined, as GOD divined, here comes ME and what am I supposed to do. Poke around with School Homework. Look PRETTY at Family events. A Carnivale!
Cried Laura.
Dad needed a Bicycle, MOM, she needed...why should I care, a wardrobe of Promise, a Cougars Lair...
So don-t U forget about ME. The Kid YOU, yes YOU... stuck in your Tree. Some Kid meant to BE!
Cried Laura.
A Siciliano Kid, 12 goin on 14...DONT know what she KNOWS, what she Knows... She dosen-t HEAR too much from her folks... like the SEA pounding upon the SHORE, an endless repetition, a tunnel-forlorn.....except when THEY cry for LAURA!
Laura, sweetie-pie! Come and MEET this new-cool-Guy!
c2019, davedelacroix
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