You’ll have to excuse me staring
but I’m sure we’ve met somewhere before
the problem is time has hidden just where.
As I moved about a lot in my younger years
your name is vague, lost in my childhood.
Sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable
but your image nags me so.
I frown, smile as I’ve got to go.


Date unknown

David Harris

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/early-works-lost-in-my-childhood/