My Girl Leofina

Where is my girl Leofina, I'm feeling so lonely and alone
She must be busy these days, her nose always to the grindstone?

To keep my sanity, write a lovely poem for her I must
Or shall I just watch my pen slowly gathering dust?

I'm trying to collect my thoughts, trying to find an answer
Not to have met and known her, would it have been better?

Now I wonder if setting my heart on her was a calculated risk
But no, deep inside me I can feel, Leofina is the girl I sorely misk.*

















*intentionally written
as "misk" instead of "miss"
in order to rhyme with "risk".