SOMETHING ABOUT HER

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Just Something About Her !!
 

SOMETHING ABOUT HER 

I was a sophomore in school the year of forty one,

School just started and I saw her, walking alone,

I wanted to join her, but I wasn’t that brash,

For there was something about her - -

It wasn’t that she wasn’t friendly for over many she held sway,

I dared not speak to her as she walked along the way.

I hid my inferiority by saying, “Yet on another day…”

It was just that there was something about her - -

When dances were held she went with different guys,

But even when she was with them it was as if she was alone.

I felt their sorrow for there was sadness in their eyes,

They couldn’t cope for there was something about her - -

Days came and went, time passed and then was gone,

Soon she would graduate and I would ever be forlorn,

How could I exist without seeing her face?

Because, because, there was something about her - -

What was it, the thing I can’t express,

Was it her eyes or the way she dressed?

Other girls were shaped as she, and the difference I can’t define,

It is that something, aye there is something about her alas,

I shall never possess,

that something that something, something - -