Though she is young she is beautiful It cannot be a sin to love and I love her But I can say nothing and there is only That one time that one moment that was Ours when our gazes locked in the yard. Not a hundred feet Yet it is some sixty- Plus years now and still I know its true That I love her still, will desire her forever. And never be able to let her go. Yet I cannot Say her name for she is not her name. She Who is forever is too beautiful for a name That i can say for feat this love be shamed It was close to where the old apple tree stood