The One (By Alex Kent, A Mexican Living In Canterbury) Poem by Nick Hilton

When I saw that beautiful hair flow
It was a beautiful show

Her lovely eyes were an oceanic blue
It was too beautiful to be true

I was stuck in a dark age
But her smile lightened up my small cage

For the first time in my life
I could see no knife

Because of her kindness
I called her my highness

Laughing, she nicely looked at me
That look I will always see

She then said I was a “hun”
I Will never forget The One