Enchanted By Only You

• Taylor Stibbe
• Poetry
• 2010

The wind whipped around me,
As I looked from afar,
To see the most enchanting
Sight I’ve seen by far.

As I peered through the window,
You turned around to see,
The most entrancing sight,
The world had ever seen.

I turned to see what you peered at,
And a horrid sight I see,
My horrid mean half sister,
Just what had she seen?

I wish you’d looked at me that day
Oh how happy we’d be
We would skip through the roses
Happy as happy can be.