Clover Poetry Series: Not Settling When It Comes to Love
The inspiration behind this piece is advice that my mom has given me. She always told me never to settle for just any boy and respect my heart and my body. My mom has helped me through many heartbreaks, and she told me not to worry because one day a boy will come running to me. Not every boy who walks into my life is going to be "the one." One day, the perfect boy will come, which is basically what the last few lines of the poem indicate.
she didn't take her clothes off like the other girls did
because her mother told her that her body was a temple
her mother made her believe she was a work of art
when she told her that she was her own canvas
because she radiated hues of every color like a rainbow
and instead of leaving footprints, she dripped her favorite shade of orange
under the imprint of her sneakers
she was her own flower that bloomed even during winter
but she still picked off petals when she would question "does he love me?" and "does he love me not?"
she wouldn't have one night stands
or just kiss any boy when the clock read midnight on new years
she was taught to value her body and her heart
until she was sure that she found the right boy
who would look for signs of her in the street
by tracing the orange hues back to her
as she sat there and wondered if anybody knew that orange was her favorite color
By Annette Marchewka, 20
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