A Love Song Poem by Clyde King

Did you know how
much I loved you?
I loved you from
the moment we met.
We were both thirteen,
knowing everything.
Your girlfriend told me
you liked me. I had
not noticed you until
you walked up to me
and a smile swept
across your lovely face.
Your blue eyes fastened
on my blue eyes forever.
Your blonde hair was
cut in a short pixie,
you wore a navy vest sweater
over a long sleeved white shirt,
a blue, red, white and
pleated plaid skirt.
You wore black patent leather
ballet shoes and short white socks.
It's been nearly sixty years
since then, my dear,
and the memory has
not faded yet.
Nor has my love.