That Kind Of Girl
She was the kind of girl who was easy
to hate.
You know the type:
Cute
Bubbly
Fit
Happy
and a Hugger.
What a phony!
She talked like she was answering
questions at a beauty pageant –
She wanted to help children,
She wanted to find the right guy,
She wanted everyone to get along…
Give me a break!
Before last week I hadn’t seen her
for years -
She’d changed.
She was married, pregnant, teaching
disabled kids & volunteering.
Still hugging, smiling & bubbly.
She surprised me.
I didn’t realize she was that kind of
girl.
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