The Fires of Youth

With an amused smile,
I watch their frantic folly,
Reminiscent of my own
So many years ago.
University students,
Young, single and free
Full of angst about the future,
Concerned about
Landing a job,
And covertly focused
On finding a mate.
They sit there in class,
Boy, almost man,
Girl, almost woman,
Desperately seeking
Each other,
Yet though they sit
Opposite one another,
They seem oblivious
To the possibility
Each could be
For the other.