Fresh, breeze that storms my realm..
To have seen her on sight..
But for her eyes, filled with life..
And for her hello, sounding bonjour..
In French I knew a word, or two ..
Oh yea, a word or two in French I knew..
Bonjour, hello-ha, sweet!..
And in Hawaii, I see us two..
This is aftermath, of first encounter..
While I am still stood, on first encounter..
But for her French, I day dream over, captivated..
Bonjour she said, Kethy the name is..
And said in reply, I said wee, with a blur..
Was that French, I just spoke French!...
Was she French, or made in fragrance..
For in her fragrance, I was drenched over..
Oh la la, was she French!! ..
There I was, just lost in translation..