Poem 58 (Chicago)

The way you talk, the things you've done Make me wish I was the only one Who could ever have made you laugh now? Who could have made you, made you want to cry? To have been there, the day You first whispered, "I love you" Yes, I love you When you discovered all those new things And when you first, first met the world When you felt beautiful and you said 'Hello' To everything you saw if I could have been all So I could have known you all those times I love you, yes, I love you Yes I do, yeah