The tear

[Cedric Farthsbottom III]

She sat across the table staring into my eyes
Her dark brown hair always a part of her disguise
She held my hand so softly,shaking slightly and feeling sad
I was wondering what had happenened to her,to make her feel so bad

We had sat next to each other for three long years
In a freezing classroom in an Ayrshire toon
She said that" I was her best pal"
And her hair did look so broon

But as adults blethering in the pub five years later
Her friendship for me had turned to fear
For she said"we'll never meet again"
And from her eye there appeared a tear

17 years have passed ma freends
And I havnae met this lassie again still
But I rememember a freezing classroom in Ayrshire
And meet ma pal again I will