Perhaps I blinked when I ought to have stared
Perhaps I never looked in the right place
To find, just once, that beautiful, bright face
Perhaps I lived my life a bit too scared
All I know is I must have just missed her
All I know is I ne'er saw her come by
Naught once did her gaze or glance catch my eye
All I know is I don't know... I'm not sure
Who is she, my love, how does she appear?
Who is she, does she quite gracefully walk?
Does she smile? Laugh? And wittingly talk?
Who is she, will she know if I am near?
Perhaps all I know is I don't know her
Who is she? Will e'er, for her, my heart stir?
((September 5th,2011))
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem