Last Poem by Mountain Man

Last will &
testament to a
basket case.
Case in point.
Point me to another direction 'Oh Lord'
Last flight to find
venus.
Her kiss I desire,
her hugs are to die
for.
She is the morning's glory.
Glory to night
glorious in sight.
Sight unseen.
To all the corners of the
earth, I shall find her
with a flower in her red hair.
An amazing mother & woman.
This is worth more than
all the gold, diamonds & pearls
from the sea.