In case you didn’t notice,
I’ve been watching you.
It’s a style I’ve practiced.
Ever since my youth.
There is nothing to fear
I’m a shy gentle soul.
But when you just appeared
My heart was put on hold.
Yep you will turn and leave;
I will say nothing of course
It’s not my style to grieve
But I will write this verse.
by Dave Schipper © 2007 Rose Riversongs
note: I was looking back at some old blog posts, this is as true today as it was ten years ago.
1 comment:
A very sweet poem, Dave.
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