I'm happy, I'm happy,
I saw my love to-day.
He came along the crowded street,
By all the ladies gay,
And oh, he smiled and spoke to me
Before he went his way.
My throat was tight with happiness,
I couldn't say a word,
My heart was beating fast, so fast
I'm sure he must have heard;
And when he passed, I trembled like
A little frightened bird.
I wish I were the flower-girl
Who waits beside the way -
I'd give my flowers all to him
And see him every day;
I wish I were the flower-girl
Who waits beside the way.
The Meeting
Sara Teasdale
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Poem topics: happiness, heart, bird, street, throat, flower, girl, happy, love, I love you, fast, Valentine's Day, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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