There She Stood Amid The Jars Poem by Pat Royce

There she stood amid the jars
Waste high across the bar
Bathed in lamplight
soft and won
here smile ellipsed
and kissed the sun

And in here cheeks of amber brown
a poppy flush
that waned a frown
warmed a heart
and lit the ground
a lantern to here beauty

Eyes bright
Passion
deep
soft so warm began to speak
Telling me be gentle friend
This is real and not pretend

And thus she stood amid the jars
This the pretties girl of all the bars
Praise be luck she smiled for me
The prettiest smile for all to see

How could I not have loved here