Brown-Eyed Boy Poem by Wilma Horne

I met a brown-eyed boy years ago
And he was one of my best friends
He'd make me laugh
He'd make me smile
Most of all, he hang out a while

Then, one day, we began to date
He still made me laugh
He still made me smile
But this time, he held my hand

This brown-eyed boy
I did love
But, the way I treated him
Was wrong

I looked into those deep brown eyes
And my heart took flight
I never got to tell this to my brown-eyed boy
Because he walked away
With no backwards glance

Now, I'm left with a broken heart
That still soars in height
All because
I met a brown-eyed boy years ago