Classic Poem

VERSE

My friends who knew me
Never would know me,
They'd look right through me,
Above and below me,
And ask, " Who's that man?
Who is that man?
That's not my lighthearted friend! "
Meeting one girl
Was the start of the end.
Love is a simple emotion
A friend should comprehend.

REFRAIN

Wait till you see her,
See how she looks,
Wait till you hear her laugh.
Painters of paintings,
Writers of books,
Never could tell the half.
Wait till you feel
The warmth of her glance,
Pensive and sweet and wise.
All of it lovely,
All of it thrilling,
I'll never be willing to free her.
When you see her
You won't believe your eyes.