Caravelli - Wigwam (Ode To Amy Jo - Poem) video free download

My poem to music of Caravelli.

Thanks to Likekinds for this lovely song.

Ode To Amy Jo

Amy Jo went out to walk.

It was a sunny day.

As she walked she met

a handsome man along the way.

He told her that he lived nearby

but said he couldn't stay.

They walked and walked,

and talked and talked

then he went on his way.

As Amy Jo walked home she thought

about this handsome guy

his wavy hair, his perfect smile,

the twinkle in his eyes,

his manly form, his rugged arms,

his manner, oh so mild.

She hungered to see more of him

but she was just a child.

Well, not a child but a teen,

not a kid, just sweet sixteen,

not completely grown, but seen

as a child, though in between.

Amy Jo went into town

hoping there to meet

this man who told her that he worked

in a shop on Market Street.

Amy went into the shop

but he was not around.

A woman told her he was gone,

he left that quiet town.

The woman talked to Amy Jo

and told her that she should

forget about the handsome man

for he was not so good.

But Amy Jo, persistent, found

she missed him by a day.

He bought himself an old T-Bird

and left for Tampa Bay.

She wasn't a child, she was a teen,

not a kid but sweet sixteen,

not completely grown but seen

as a child, though in between.

Amy Jo went home, so sad,

thinking of a plan;

a way to see him once again,

this blue-eyed handsome man.

She broke into her mother's bank,

she had done this once before.

She took four hundred dollars,

sold her mountain bike for more.

She bought a ticket with the cash

and headed for Tampa Bay,

but Amy never made it

for her plane went down that day.

The pastor at the funeral prayed

for a spirit free and wild;

"Dear Father, please forgive her sins

for she was just a child."

copyright - C A Culver