She Poem by John Carter Brown

Her presence is so tranquil
Her clothes fit very nicely
Her blonde hair is so beautiful
She makes up so precisely;

Her faults are imperceptible
And so ephemeral too
She owns a gentle spirit
I know this to be true;

Her looks are prepossessing
She holds her head up high
She is my inspiration
I love to hold her nigh;

Her days, with love, are married
To joy, they both combine
To prove she is a lady
I'm glad that she is mine.

(Written Oct 2013)