Smitten -|| By Jessie C.
I met a boy not long ago,
Who was strong and brave of heart.
Who could speak with a poet's grace,
And make mathamatics seem like art.
A boy with a voice that cheered my soul,
And with wit that made me smile.
And now, I fear, my heart is smitten,
I wish he'd wrap his arms around me for a while.
Though, I do not fret about such things,
Because I've looked to see,
And, in his eyes, he cannot hide
That he feels the same towored me!