She looks like the girl next door,
Well my interpretation
anyway,
And for me she
literally is
The girl next door
The studious Rebecca
Full of cleverness
The only child of the
Coopers
Now the studious
orphan Rebecca
The bookish girl next
door
A homely girl though
In the unpretentious
sense
Certainly not plain,
But rather understated
She is unworldly
In as much as the
temporal world
Holds no sway for her
Rebecca is an
attractive girl
Though not in any
obvious way
Dressed casually,
always
Mousy hair worn
indistinctly
She has never been
flash, quirky
Or groundbreaking
No its homespun
sweaters
And supermarket jeans
Not exactly the height
of fashion
But not dowdy nor
frumpy
Unlike most of the
world
I look beneath the
homespun
As I have all my life
But no one else sees
Rebecca
Alas she does not see
me
The bookish girl next
door
She has her heroes of
fiction
How could I compete?
With Ahab or
Hornblower
Copperfield or Darcy
