I heard from a woman
Who thirty five years ago
She never thought of me
Although don’t you know
My heart was won over
By her beauty you see
But I was not looked at
At least at by she
I’m sure in her memory
There is nothing of me
Except of one passing
In the halls or maybe
Not even that memory
Is there so at all
But when I heard from her
I know most of all
That though she was pretty
In her mind she saw
Some other girls who she
Did envy and call
Yes called them a beauty
But she did not see
What beauty she held so
In my mind you see
But I know that if I’d
Have asked her to go
Out with me one evening
She would have certainly said no
Because I was fat and
A nerd sure to she
But thirty five years now
I still think of she
By Ronald Gainsford
© 2000 Ronald Gainsford
BY RGAI
