Dear Tummy
August 2010 (9th Grade)

Dear Mind,
Sorry you can't think straight.
My head is on Earth,
but you're out in space.
I daydream all day,
and in my mind he stays.
He fills you to the rim.

Dear Heart,
Sorry he makes it hard to breathe.
Whenever he's around, you start pounding.
He belongs with just me.
I feel you beating through my chest,
but he's just the best.
In my heart he lies.

Dear Tummy,
Sorry for the tossing and turning.
I get so happy,
it starts burning.
You're filled with knots,
and I like him a lot.
And oh, dear tummy, about those butterflies...
he caused them. :)