Gemma Poem by Christina Simmons

©4th October 1999






Heavenly sent when you was born...
The Gems came down which was pure jewels
And with them came a new meaning
So I named you Gemma

When I think of you I consider
A Gazelle moving softly and slowly
All so carefully - taking time to get it right

Breakable you look...sturdy as diamonds
Yet appealingly elegant you look - breakable you are
You are selectively particular, making you seem fussy

With your imaginary friend...holding conversation with
He's Bashful and insecure; pleasing him you want to
Your eyes wide and alive Seldom do you see the obvious

Tranquillity must have been...Named after you
You have a calming influence
Over all those who are around you, even me

Although your icy stare is misleading...
Playful, wild and free you are: Just like a gazelle
You're steady and sparkle like a shiny penny farthing




Christina Simmons