Eldon

I see you coming in
Your not-too-graceful way;
Step after step I hear,
No moment of delay.

Without a thought of ill;
Nor yet a word untrue;
And no idea my friend,
What truthfulness may do.

You've sparkling, happy eyes;
A mind so full of fun;
I know my soul will burn
Before this day is done.

I wonder why I think
I miss your tactless play,
Once you have patched my pride
And charmed the hurt away.

- Edna Huber (1971)