Can I tell you of Ellen's beautiful eyes
And of her small hands so neat and pretty?
I watch those fingers as a knot she ties
Yet she's not noticed my audacity
Or does she perceive me watching her
Sitting out here wondering what she'd think?
Should she look up and catch me unaware
Would she frown to make my poor heart sink?
Why was I afraid she'd not look on me?
For now she grins and flicks her jet black hair
Then lowers her eyes lest others also see
It is not long before we become a pair
How I'm glad I looked at Ellen back then
For we are now both in seventh heaven
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A lovely story, sweetly told.
ReplyDeleteIt was in proper timing Ellen looked at you, Robin. It may sound cliched, but as they say, the rest is history. I like how you talk about the details , the way you observe her.
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glad you liked the book "strange weather in tokyo". if you got the chance, please read Yoko Ogawa's "The Housekeeper and the Professor"
What a wonderful sweet lovestory.. The fear of having no response is so strong here.
ReplyDeleteOne is always afraid of disappointments! But when positive signs are revealed and seen then love can be pursued relentlessly!
ReplyDeleteHank
absolute sweetness :)
ReplyDeleteThat brave first eye contact...yes..a big step but hopefully at times more than worthwhile..another tender poem Old Egg..
ReplyDeleteWell I am glad it turned out to be a happy ending, smiles ~
ReplyDeleteThank you for this early morning smile that just will not go away - as I continue to think of "Ellen"
ReplyDeleteThis poem brought a huge smile on my face :D its beautiful..!
ReplyDeleteah you've captured a most authentic moment!
ReplyDeleteYou have described that moment just before meeting very well....life is sweet when things progress like this!
ReplyDeleteYou saw eye to eye. And what if you had never dared? Tell that to youth with no faith! Lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteGood catch. And the joy sustains. nice Poem Robin. Have a good Sunday
ReplyDeleteMuch love...
I so love happy endings. Smiles. Good one, Robin.
ReplyDeleteWonderful snapshot of an infinite moment!
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Oh the sweetness and uncertainty of young love....do we take a chance....yes is the answer! Wonderful Robin!
ReplyDeleteVery cool. I love all the wisps of subtly and apprehensions in this. So true of the romantic prelude.
ReplyDeleteOh, this is so sweet! Thanks for sharing this beautiful and sweet moment :)
ReplyDeleteThe first glance of love. Well written poem.
ReplyDelete' I'm glad I looked at Ellen back then' ~ haha, in nowadays youth sometimes look at each other thru computer only...lol ~ so the character is a real hero you can trust :)
ReplyDeleteNice twist right at the very end :) Kept me intrigued about both Ellen and the narrator right until the very end
ReplyDeleteYour lines read like a lovely tribute :)
ReplyDeleteI'm glad... what a sweet and honest emotion within the context of the poem
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