The Eighth Grade Dance
Lately
A bunch of my friends
All of the smarter sex
Seem to have found the guys of their dreams
Over the moon
Is how I would describe it
They’re smiling and laughing
And really enjoying their new found romances
To me
Its seems a bit like
The eighth grade dance
The one where we’d all line up
Girls over there
Guys over here
And over the course of the night
We’d meet up and dance
Maybe smooch a little in the dark
And leave holding hands
All set for whatever comes next
For however long it lasts-
Because in eighth grade
A week is a lifetime
But now
A week is just a week
And relationships and romance
Are measured in months and years
And the work that’s involved
Is lost on an eighth grader
But not on you and me
Because what’s really worth it
Is worth the effort
And that’s what you learn
Many years past eighth grade
One of my friends
Said she never thought
She’d get the chance to really love
To find someone
Who took her to the places she only dreamed about
I guess that place
Is somewhere over the moon
So to all my friends
Who find themselves on the rocket ship ride to love
I hope all their trips are special
And last a lifetime and beyond