I'Ll Never Forget, What's Your Name
Pressed against the seasonal change
with mid September hurrying to its end in rain
of my mind wanderings that come and wane
with hint of a memory when I could be young again.
A foolish youth in search of who I was and where
every step needed to be undertaken
but like many occurences done without a care
his name ghost's me now in my mind awakened.
He made me blush with every enticing trance
but he lacked courage to approach and ask,
he was the one who dared not take a chance
and stood shy in the background of life's class.
What a pair we would have made
I loved his smile, loved his endearing look
if only he had the courage to be brave
instead of burying his nose in that book.
Alas, the time had quickly passed
I moved on and he never knew, we could have been
old what's his name, he never chose the task
and luckily, I'm with you and not him.
What's your name again?
for John Lawless's contest
I'llnNever forget, what's his name
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