by Michael Schwoerer

Created on: February 16, 2010

As a young lad walking with life.

As I have been told “boy you’re strong.”

I would reply, “I know.”

To further this path I have been told.

That “you are smart for a boy of your age.”

Again I would say, “I know.”

As time went on I became a young man.

The girl that I am dating,

Said this to me under the tree.

“Your quiet tonight, is there anything wrong?”

And I would reply, “yes, I know.”

Then came along her pop.

“Well son are you going to give her kiss on the cheek.”

“Wait pop,” with a voice that squeaked in the early light.

“What my dear, what is so bad that has you in tears?”

“I had ask him if anything was wrong.

And he said he knows.”

“Well son what is it that you know?”

All upset and shivering now cold.

“I know sir, but do really want to know?”

“Yes I really want to know.”

“Well all right then here goes.

As she steps into the light.

She startles me with such fright.  

When I come to look at her,

I know what I see and that is you.

So you see sir, it does not pay to know so much.

Now I must go.”            

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