BlushHave you ever felt such a fool,
For doing something you don't normally do.
For playing a part, playing a game,
Nothing that would bring you shame.
Your face is red, your eyes look down,
Where there was a smile is now a frown.
Forgiveness is easily won,
Wasn't needed from anyone.
Embarassment can be kept inside,
Not to be shared, easy to hide.
Just a feeling all your own,
Old enough, you should have known.
Was it all you wanted to attain,
Would you do it all again?
In a nod, yes in a wink,
It was worth the laugh, yes-I think.
Wiser with each passing day,
Taking risks, learning to play.
And luckily with each morning dawn,
The blush is cleansed with the days first yawn.