While a day has come and gone,
And the clouds hang in the sky
I saw a beautiful woman walk by,
She looks at me and smiled,
And her clothes were in style
Then my heart skipped a beat,
And I was as happy as a child.
Then I saw her again today . . .
Her eyes were blue, and she was shy,
And her manner didn’t say why
Then she looked away,
Like a throne on a rose,
She pricked my heart I suppose:
But that was yesterday
I had a chance – that’s all I can say!
Epaphroditus© March 4, 2024
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