Juliet's Smile In Classroom 1962.

Sometimes in the classroom

she would turn

and gaze over at me

and smile,

then turn away

to listen to whatever it was

the teacher may say.

But I held that smile

in my mind

and treasured it like a light

a man might hold onto

before he became blind.

I sat waiting

for her to turn

around again,

not caring what

the teacher taught or said.

I turned her

laughing smile around

in my schoolboy head

instead.