You

• Faiza Tabassum, Grade 4
• Poetry
• 2015

It was on that day that I met you,
Your departure left me in the blue.
When you went your way,
It felt like the end of the day.

But I will still always love you,
From that minute my affections grew.

It was on that day that I met you,
Just over the harbour in the morning dew.
To me you seemed like a drop of gold,
Unworthy to live in that world of cold.

But I will still always love you,
From that minute my affections grew.