Love Notes from the 5th Grade

My 11 year old son is quite prone to falling madly in love at the drop of a hat. In the spirit of a true tortured artist, he writes poetry for each new girl. I usually rescue them from the trash, and have been keeping them all for a later date (his wedding, maybe). But I decided that to deprive the world of this poetry would be a crime, so here is

Anna's Poem

For as long as I can remember, I've been looking for someone like you.

Someone nice not mean.

Someone generous not selfish.

When I first laid my eyes on you

I felt nice inside

So I bid you adieu

I shall see you in the future

Nice & generous Anna