When i saw this girl wiping the car windshield,
My heart did take a momentary yield.
It happens I said to myself,
Though thoughts never seem to stop.
It moved little further I guess,
The very next day when I saw the wonder miss.
But this time the unconscious mind did twinkle,
Messing up with my creative jungle.
Who dares to convince my heart,
It is as stupid as this sour tart.