Dear Margaret Alice Second, your flowery verses touch my soul as stars dappled stream flows.
Margaret Alice, you either have one of the most wonderful imaginations in the world, or you are quite familiar with the little fellows in white coats who carry very large butterfly nets! Or is it Marilese? Or could you be my Kimberly, returning from a dimension worlds away, through and from so many vanishing doors? Every time I find her she seems to slip away again... I think she was a hermit crab one time, and I couldn't bring myself to eat her. It was much easier when she was human. Some times if Golam, speak like I, hiding she will come out of. So try I, try I, try I, and over over. But then, sees she only me, and her dragons upon fly away her. In any regard, lovely, your poems are. Found you, happily so, certainly me.
This may be Margaret Alice Second- but there could only ever be one Margaret Alice; so true, so honest and approachable, eloquent and curious..an expansive and inquiring mind in the Cosmos..
Very talented poet of versatile beauty....