Love can’t remain a secret…
Can You Tell?
So you think I’m stuck on you;
What makes you think that’s true?
Is it because my eyes grow bright
Whenever you come into sight?
Is it because I blush anew
Each time you tease me as you do;
Or are you gifted with second sight
To know I love you with all my might?
If you know what’s in my head,
That caused my cheeks to turn bright red;
Please be polite and never tell it,
Unless you’re ready for us to share it.
By Betty L. Killebrew
Copyright May 30, 2005
