“The boy sat at his desk, Watching, Observing, Always aware. He saw the joy, The friendships, Heard the giggles, Yet knew these things not, In him. Than he saw her, The beautiful little girl, Always sitting alone, Hiding, Scared, Lost. When Valentine's Day arrived, He watched from his little corner, As his classmates exchanged, Cards, candies, smiles. He stood from his desk, Gathered his courage, And slowly approached the little girl. He handed her the little card he had made, The tiny box of chocolates, And smiled, As she smiled, crying. He returned to his desk, As the others, oblivious, Noticed not, The little boy, And the little girl, In the back of the room, Giggling.”
