(13/12/1947 / LONDON)

Shoshana In Class 1962

All through maths
thought of him

her Naaman
the real one

was a bore
the teacher
tall and thin

carried on
with his task
at the board

writing down
the maths work
at lunch break

she'd see him
on the grass
and could talk

or listen
and could watch
him closely

hazel eyes
his brown hair
the Elvis smile

hoping that
he'd touch her
hand in his

the teacher
bellowed out

you are not
writing down
the school work

are you ill?
She looked up

was gazing
at her there
she blushing

and Naaman
in her mind
sat smiling

and hushing.

by Terry Collett

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