Look At Me

Look At Me

 

Look at me

And waiting anxiously

Until you do

I think of what to what

 

But now that you are

I'm quiet and shy

And you wonder why

You looked my way

For silence is my say

 

So you look away again

Which of course is when

I'm nerved on up to speak

And do whatever

 

Thus you look me back

And smile to encourage

As yet once more

I fail to add to you

 

That you walked away

Isn't what I sad about

No it's that you were

Not once but twice

And both times I

Just dropped the ball

 

 

Charles Petrie