A Gift and An Opportunity

I looked out of my window I saw the lad they talked about He could dance on a thread I could hardly stand on a rope So I told the lad what she said He didn’t hesitate I ambled down the street I saw the man they talked about He was covered with gray hair And wrinkles were etched on his face But I possessed none of these So I told the man what she said He heaved a deep sigh I stood along the alley And I saw the lady they talked about She sang like a nightingale But I could hardly beat a frog So I told the lady what she said She didn’t believe me I walked into the market And I saw the boy they talked about He could run on air I could barely walk thereon So I told the boy what she said Pray he understands I rode along the highway And I saw the girl they talked about She had the beauty of an angel I was no match for her So I told the girl what she said She pondered and walked away I lay me down to sleep And wisdom spoke again But only my ears heard her Then I knew it was true, What she said About a gift and an opportunity