Fair Lady Youth

Her dress is woven with sunshine and poppies
Her feet are always bare
Her eyes are pools of mischief and fun
Apple blossoms in her hair

Her laughter pours down like torrents of rain
She’s followed by blue skies
Rosy lips ready with witty comeback
And speaking such truthful lies

She pins her hair up with sunbeams and clouds
Her play things are sweet dreams
Her lapdogs are called Freedom and Time
Though neither are hers, it seems

Love is her constant companion, like the moon
Waxing and waning in turn
And given to more than a touch of madness
But with much time she’ll learn

And though she seems immortal, she won’t
Last any longer than a breath
She’ll flit and float and fly away, leaving
Everyone to the hands of Death

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khmazz 3 years ago from South Florida

Beautifully written! The pictures compliment it so well! Wonderful!

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Theater girl 3 years ago from New Jersey

So very lyrical! and the imagery is fabulous!

Valleypoet 3 years ago

A lovely poem, again with such beautiful imagery:-))

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