When I was six-and-ten,
I heard a wise man warn,
“Follow your heart, not your head,
and true love will be born.
Once you find love,
Do not set it free.”
But I was six-and-ten,
Naïve of what was to be.

When I was six-and-ten,
I heard him warn once more,
“Do not dissuade your heart’s desire,
to please those who deplore.”
For love is unique,
it can never truly be defined.”
Now I am eight-and-ten,
still lamenting the victory of my mind.