Sweet Beauty Poem by Kayla Clark

Blessed rays
The fruits of His labor
A summer haze
Beauty is rampant

Velvet petals
Flush of fragrance
The world settles
All else vacant

No mouth, yet speaks
Meek and mild
Crimson cheeks
Uncertainty is absent

A symbol of grace
Her pride runs strong
At a very fast pace
Splendor an accent

She dances with the flirtatious breeze
A coy damsel aware of her beauty
The onlooker's attention she does seize
Eagerly candescent