Dalia looks so pretty
By herself on the swings.
I want to tell her my feelings
But I don’t know how.
If I was grown up
I’d give her a flower and
Some chocolates
And a diamond ring
Everyday I’d hold her hand
And we’d swing together
Side By side.
But I’m a kid.
I don’t know ‘bout love!
I breathe
And pick a dandelion.
And hand it to her.
Dalia…
Looks confused.
Sheesh. Grown ups
have it easy.