William

Corner watching Corner stocking Packing books Await for clocking Hear the ding Spin around In his face My heart is found Hair of honey comb Lips of silk Name of William Jacket zipped Heart flutters Words mutter Books clutter Find your head girl Steal it back! Can't be taken By this prat! But still I dream Into his eyes Wonderful words Mysterious lies His smiles so sweetly Music blaring in ears I wish for something In later years But hear I sit All still and bound Waits for the next occasion I see him around