Least of gifts

You know when you think
I’ll write for her
Something that will cry

A wondrous verse
that will reimburse
in streams across the sky

A missive yet
in ribbon set
round heartfelt feeling plunder

A creation which
with certain pitch
play crashing of its thunder

A shaft of warm
along and calm
to grab around a heart

In bound to her
all wanting there
all sense just come apart

In Daisy coloured
ribbon wondered
the least of all loves gifts

Peach ribboned love
winged above
feelings ever sift

Delight her all
Complete her fall
in lovesick many countered

That tied she’ll be
Ne’er be free
though live her age now downward

But then you find
You play with rhyme
and words neglect their duty

Because all things
with broken wings
cannot reflect her beauty

Least of gifts

Kenart

Joined January 2008

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