the girl stood by the gate
talking to the boy
her daddy worked in the yard
she could see that he saw her
she didn't much like the boy, really
but he was aroundinterested
she loved her daddy
but she was different nowinterested
he saw his girl by the gate
the boy hanging about
he watched them from the garden
he could see that she saw him
he didn't much like the boy, at all
so he kept an eye outanxious
she loved his girl
but she was different nowdistant
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PoetryWhat words cannot say, they sometimes do. This a collection (ongoing...) of thoughts and fears and joys and worries. Some of the things in here you may have experienced or encountered before. Some you may not have ever witnessed or thought of. Pl...