Class Pictures

In preschool I wore pigtails.

Did I ever look that young?

And Joe stood in the front row,

Sticking out his tongue.

In first grade I stood in back.

Overnight my height had sprung,

And Joe stood in the front row,

Sticking out his tongue.

In fifth grade I wore blue jeans.

Past my shoulders my hair hung,

And Joe stood in the front row,

Sticking out his tongue.

In eighth grade I had pimples.

The braces on my teeth stung,

And Joe stood in the front row,

Sticking out his tongue.

In tenth grade I wore makeup.

My shirt and skirt tightly clung,

And Joe stood in the front row,

Sticking out his tongue.

In my graduation picture,

I faced the future unsung,

But Joe still stood in the front row,

Sticking out his tongue.