Freckles

I brush against the freckles that I hated so when, Life goes on and I heave a little sigh for you. It's heavy, the love that I once share with you, Then it dissolved like it was just a sugarcube. Now...

Freckles was his name He always used to get the blame For every broken window pane And how they'd yank him They'd always spank him In school, he'd tease the girls He always used to pull their curls...