My Plum

I'm a lad, seven and ten Don't know why I hold this pen. I'm just a kid, caught in the middle. Life is a maze and love's a riddle.. Cute little girls, when I do see, I smile at them, they wink at me. I'm a bit shy; but do say"Hi.." To impress 'em, well I do try. There's this cutie, who lives round the block It is seldom, but we do talk. She's a doll, with a zest for life- Beauty like her,- well that ain't rife.. My heart beats fast, when her I do see, Only god knows what she thinks of me?! She stays with me, night and day I don't know what else to say.. It is love- Or maybe just a phase; But It sure is a damn good craze. GLOSSARY : 1. lad- young boy. 2. seldom- rare. 3. zest- a feeling of enthusiasm, excitement. 4. rife - common.. - The Manoj Arora...