I like you because

You are a good person to like.

I like you because

When I tell you something special

You know it’s special

And you remember it

A long, long time. You say,

“Remember when you told me something special?”

And both of us remember.

When I think something is important,

You think it’s important too.

We have good ideas.

When we say something funny, you laugh

I think I’m funny.

You think I’m funny, too.

I like you because

You know where I’m ticklish

And you don’t tickle me there

Except just a tiny bit….sometimes.  Stop.

But if you do, then I know where to tickle you too.

You know how to be silly.

That’s why I like you.

Boy! Are you ever silly!

I never meet anyone sillier than me

‘Till I met you.

I like you because

You know when it’s time to stop being silly.

Maybe day after tomorrow.

Maybe never.  Oops! Too late!

It’s quarter past silly.

We fool around the same way all the time.

Sometimes we don’t say a word.

We snurkle under fences,

We spy secret places.

If I’m a goofus on the roofus,

You are not one too.

If I pretend I’m drowning,

You pretend you are saving me.

If I am getting ready to pop a paper bag,

Then you are ready to jump.

That’s because you really like me.

You really like me, don’t you?

And I like you back.

And that’s the way we keep on going everyday.

If I go away, then you go away

Or if I stay home,

You send me postcard.

You just don’t say

Well, see you around sometime.

Bye.

I like you a lots because of that.

If we go away together

And if I get lost in Grand Central Station,

Then you are the one that’s yelling for me.

Hey, where are you? Here I am.

I like you because

When I am feeling sad

You don’t cheer me up right away

Sometimes, it’s better to be sad.

You can’t stand others being. So googly and googly.

Every single moment

You want to know about things It takes time.

I like you because

If I am mad at you

Then you get mad at me too.

It’s awful when other person isn’t.

Phooey!

They are just so nice and so hoo-hoo

You could just punch them in the nose.

I like you because

When I think I am going to throw up

You don’t pretend you are busy

Looking at the birds and all that.

You say: “Maybe it was something you ate.”

You say: “That happened to me one time.”

And the same thing did.

If you find two four leaf clovers,

You give me one.

If I find four, I give you two.

If we find only three, we keep looking.

Sometimes we have good luck

And sometimes we don’t.

If I break my arm and if you break your arm too,

Then it is lots of fun to have a broken arm.

You tell me about mine

And you tell you about yours.

We both are sorry.

We write names and draw pictures

We show everybody and they wish they had broken arms too.

I like you because—I don’t know why—but—

Everything that happens is nicer with you.

I can’t remember when I didn’t like you.

It must have been lonesome then.

I like you because—because—because—

It’s the fourth of July.  On the fifth of July.

And if you and I had some drums

And some horns and horses and some fire engines,

We could be a holiday

We could be a celebration

We could be a whole parade.

See what I mean?

Even if it was nine hundredth and ninety-ninth of July.

Even if it was August

Even if it was way down at the bottom of November

Even if it was no place in particular in January

I would go on choosing you

And you would go on choosing me

Over and over again

That’s how it would happen every time.

I don’t know why.

I guess I don’t know why I really like you.

Why do I like you? ? ?

I guess I like you- - -

I guess I like you- - -

Because I LIKE YOU.

-----Charlyn Bohawe 9/19/2008