Sophie Poem by Denis Martindale

As precious as a snowflake that's born on Christmas Day,
Or icing on the Christmas cake that makes us shout, 'Hoorah! '
As gracious as a waterfall and rainbows up above,
Is she to me, the girl I call the sweetheart that I love...

As noble as a poet's prayer that took him years to write,
As global as the world we share each morning, day and night!
As wondrous as a shooting star, with smiles that light the room,
As gentle as a strummed guitar or like a rose in bloom...

As cherished as the angel's wings that help him fly to Earth,
As lovely as the diva sings each time for all she's worth!
As perfect as the cutest face this world would ever see,
Is she to me, in time and space and all eternity!

I'd gladly wish two hearts to beat with love for her alone...
For she could make each heart complete, if she my love would own...
My every wish embraces her, the apple of my eye...
For she to me, is like a purr, a whisper and a sigh...


Denis Martindale, copyright, January 2011.