I was there
You were there
I said “hello”
But you bid “goodbye”.

You called them to play
While I sat there patiently.
You were too busy on them
That you didn’t realize I was there.

I always see you in a distance
Amidst my poor eyesight a hindrance.
Your sight always makes my day
And that’s all worth the pay.

Ah! How I wish you could be my buddy.
You and me, in perfect harmony.
I wouldn’t ask for more
Just your one, sweet hello.

-Ket Ian Cotales-

Go, Lovely Rose

by: Edmund Waller

Tell her that wastes her time and me,
That now she knows,
When I resemble her to thee,
How sweet and fair she seems to be.

Tell her that’s young,
And shuns to have her graces spied,
That hadst thou sprung
In deserts where no men abide,
Thou must have uncommended died.

Small is the worth
Of beauty from the light retired:
Bid her come forth,
Suffer herself to be desired,
And not blush so to be admired.

Then die!– that she
The common fate of all things rare
May read in thee;
How small a part of time they share
That are so wondrous sweet and fair!