Poems to my first passion, part 2

The roses were blooming
Though it was not yet their time
The birds around were singing
Everything was just fine.
And I felt capable of everything
Right now, at this moment, but why?
Simply because an instant ago
In the school hall, thou passed me by.


As I looked at thee
Thou turned wholly towards me
And silently smiled

The End

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