Her eyes arrest me,Hold meSoft brown,Kind yet piercing.Make me wish I knew her thoughts.What she must know! Her mouthTipsied by timeSweet and smilingJudging by lines That smile was frequent - CardinalsPerch on a happy heart.

Trumpets of nectar Hummingbird goblets.Blossom-shaped summer sunsets*****Orange-red buglesWind instrumentsBlaring their silent musical notesFrom fencerows, Telephone poles and Sides of old barns.

Apple blossoms Now green fruitTransformedLike a caterpillar Into a  Butterfly.Juice-filled orbsRipening in the June sunBlushed with pink of your By-gone flowers.