Grand Prize Poem by Noorjala Ocasio

I thought I'd write a poem
since you can't hear me recite it.
When I see the sun
I think of how you light up my world.
When I see the stars
I think of how you shine so bright.
But when your actually in front of me
looking me in the eye
well I think I'd melt.
To just be near you
is second place.
To be able to be your friend
is first place.
But to be able to say your mine
and I'm yours
that's the Grand Prize.