Child of beauty
Super heroine
A mighty mighty
Mouse
A thing of beauty
Virtue, that's not ashamed
Let virtue, carry her abroad
Abounding in my arms
In the lap of beauty
Upon some over-stuffed cushion
The little doll
Porcelain eyes, starring wide out
Guardian of beauty
A wise judge, imparts sunshine
Beauty is seen, from a window in heaven
A hand hanging down, is lifted up
All want to grab a hold of
I'll want to grab a hold of
Her beauty
Make room to receive it
1 comment:
Wow, very cule poem. I like how you showed respect when referring to beauty and your female subject. Another neat thing is that you wrote the poem on my birthday (March 20th).
I remembered hearing about your website of poetry and though I would check it out. You should publish a book from your writings.
Keep writing and I will chat with you laters.
Robin Lindemann
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