Here's a poem to brighten up your Monday! (Or if we're being technical, it's a sonnet.)
The Lily
The white blossoms perching on the tree outside
match your delicate lips.
I admire you from the oak bench with my eyes open wide
watching you shake your sultry hips.
I know each freckle on your nose
And the pale tones of your skin.
Like the burnt orange colour of a rose
against snowdrops blossoming in spring.
But you don’t recognise me
Nor are you interested in gazing into my eyes
All you want is to dance and be free
and to reach up, growing tall towards the sky.
But this does not bother me
because I know where I’ll always find you, my beautiful Peace Lily.
Another lovely poem...was this one penned by you also?
ReplyDeleteGlad you had a good weekend.
I reckon the famous person they thought you were was......Taylor Swift!!!
haha not likely. and of course, all poems I post are by me unless stated otherwise! silly narna head xx
ReplyDeleteWell I don't know..it could be a famous poet you admire.
ReplyDeleteHad an email from Ollie today to tell me he's ordered a football to be posted to our house. Asked him if he wanted uncle Stu to deliver it to his house!! lol