Miz Delray Poem by Uloia Norris Moore

unspoken passion
is still in fashion
in flowers that
bloom that cover
said room

Fragrece lay's
such as I
sound to sleep

Breakers must
travel to see

Thought not far
from the ocean
in dream I saw

Culdesac prime location
privy none taken
when happy into
to the stars at night
if but they would
shut off said lite

Sky so fine no
better wine
earth to gaze
into heavens
so clear
upon the mind
memory clear
the only thing in life
so dear so near