by Jennifer Butler
Tuesday, August 24, 2004
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He ogled at her beauty,
his glances not returned,
and pining with a captive heart,
he failed at math, his wits unnerved.
So brushing off the other girls,
he worshipped from afar,
and let her lead his senses stray
and dreamed their way in sporty car.
He lingered always for to spy,
enthralled within a book,
a bonfire who with glasses tipped
near felled him gasping on his hook.
She graduated far above
her longing secret admirer,
But would she grasp that thing she sought?
Or would he climb to fire her?
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|Reviewed by H. Lena Jones
|This thing called love can be complicated. Poor fellow! Perhaps he ogled the wrong beauty. Perhaps if he had asked our heavenly Father to send him the right mate, he would not have ogled in vain and in pain! An interesting write, Jennifer. :)
|Reviewed by Lori Moore
|Nice write. The ending is cute, yet sad.|
|Reviewed by Sue Hess
|nothing worse than unrequited love when you are a teenager, i remember vaguely|