As a tweenie
she was in love
with William Holden
The epitome of the
gentleman cowboy.
He tipped his hat,
spoke softly, and
smiled so handsomely
when he shook a lady’s hand.
He was her first kiss,
first touch
In her dreams he came
to her, real as the day,
They walked together
hip to hip
(cowboys don’t hold hands “
He hid their faces with
his hat as he leaned in to
kiss her
In her dreams she was not
too young
to find love
Ellecee
Inspiration from
11. Betty White died again
For today’s draft, let’s write a
poem about what a celebrity
meant to you before they passed
(or what they continue to mean
now that they’re gone).
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