May I offer you a poem, Mademoiselle?

Morning Glory



Alone stirring in my despair,

Restless fears would never cease.

Pining for hope, which seemed so rare,

You uprooted me with peace.



Softly like snow-on-the-mountain,

Airy like love-in-a-mist,

You gently nurtured me with care

Like petals by dawn's light kiss'd.



The glow of your skin, carnation-

A Venus, your looks entice-

Cute as a black-eyed susan-

My own bird of paradise.



For one so sweet and innocent

To arouse me from my death!

You show'r me with "forget-me-not's"

And whisper in baby's breath.



A rose sun blossoms in the sky,

The start of a new story.

It feels so good to be alive,

Thanks to my morning glory!



-swoosh





Comments/ Critiques?

May I offer you a poem, Mademoiselle?
Very well done, great flow. So did you work at a nursery in your younger days? If I counted right, 8 varieties. Nice line: and whisper in baby's breath.
Reply:This is so very graceful, endearing and well written. I love the imagery of lovely blossoms. So beautiful. Thank you.
Reply:As flowery as an English garden, I could smell the fragrance.
Reply:"You uprooted me with peace"---what a marvelous image!
Reply:Sounds like somebody gave Wood a Swooshie...I mean...
Reply:awesomeeee :]



you should do my poetry project for me =] Just kidding.
Reply:Great poem. I would not change anything about it. Good job
Reply:Oh dear, it's lovely. And the question.... How could anyone resist?