I'm happy, I'm happy, <br />I saw my love to-day. <br />He came along the crowded street, <br />By all the ladies gay, <br />And oh, he smiled and spoke to me <br />Before he went his way. <br />My throat was tight with happiness, <br />I couldn't say a word, <br />My heart was beating fast, so fast <br />I'm sure he must have heard; <br />And when he passed, I trembled like <br />A little frightened bird. <br />I wish I were the flower-girl <br />Who waits beside the way — <br />I'd give my flowers all to him <br />And see him every day; <br />I wish I were the flower-girl <br />Who waits beside the way.<br /><br />Sara Teasdale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-meeting-16/
