Magnificent Woman Poem by Brian V

I started a job, in the middle of May.
Someone appeared in the middle of the walkway,
That I never describe, and never wrote before.
It was magnificent woman came across,
With the brief moments of her complexions.
Her eyes are blue as her emotions,
As benevolent and enchant girl.
Her hair is dark as the night sky that I used to see,
And her hair never was curled or swirled.
She makes me smile and glee,
Whenever we crossed paths each other.
She's fragile as the Lily flowers,
Around the park that were gathered.
She spoke to me with a calm devoured,
Voice and her name was Jude.
Unfortunately, the park came into a closure.
She faded away and only her silhouette still allude,
In my mind, she always will be cast of a memory….on my shoulder.