Walking by her just the other day,
I noticed her.
Her dress was a soft purple
with touches of yellow.
Her head was wrapped in a beautiful
scarf of the same color.
Her fragrance touched me
and brought remembrances of long ago.
Gently she stirred my memories
of a sultry day when the sun was shining
and the soft breezes blow.
She wrapped her beauty around my heart
and then I stepped away.
Her name wasn't given to me,
but the colors of her dress and the fragrance
of her scent will remain of a sultry day,
a day of my youth.
a day of my youth.
Beautiful --- a word picture that entices emotion and memory.
ReplyDeleteOoooooh! So pretty!!
ReplyDeletexo, T&D
A beautiful post Marilyn, so poetic. I can smell the scent just looking at the picture. Thank-you for sharing, and your way with words.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful indeed
ReplyDeleteMuch love and many blessings
Love Jeanne
Marilyn, it's people like you who remind us how we need to take time to smell the roses! Thank you for sharing a little of God's beauty and the creativity he has store in you!
ReplyDeleteBlessings,
Darlene
Ohhhhhh, I like that!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful flower and words - I love purple flowers.
ReplyDeleteSultry here too!!!!!
Lovely poetry, Marilyn. Simply lovely.
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