Secretly...

I have to share with you that A has a profound knack for writing poetry. She did not get this gift from me however, but there are people in my family that can dig as deep as she can.

I asked her if I could share them here on my blog. There are 3 that I will share over the course of time. I am so proud of her, but more so I wanted to cherish them forever...

Secretly.
By Alyssa Carney


Secretly, I wish
in the hours of the dark
though my dogs growl and bark
I secretly wish
for him to notice me

When I walk down the crowded halls
the girls talking, the boys playing with basketballs
I see him walking
talking to HER

I turn my eyes away
as I walk towards the month of May
find myself wishing he was there
by my side, it's too much to bare

My friends just say, "oh bother"
it's just another day
I keep it to myself
up upon my shelf
a red little heart for the love I have to give

but in my heat I say "he's not the one for me"
so I walk to class
with a smile staring out of the looking glass
but still, I secretly wish,

he was mine.




I asked her what she was talking about here. I think it's a little obvious :) it is in fact about a boy.