She's April - Poem by Patricia Etienne
Just early dawn
Clear blue sky
Hear the birds singing behind the glass window.
She stands in the midst of her horizon
The wakening of the rose bouquets.
A wonderful allure
A perfect therapy for the eyes.
The fresh scented air tells you things to come
and it's going to be beautiful!
She, in the morning is the same at night-time
Especially, with her black satin negligée.
Portrays the pattern of bright stars and luminous moon.
Enough to sway any man off-balance.
A very happy soul
Can as well be really pretentious.
Very reputable for her mood swings
Her roller coaster weather.
And her majesty green weepy eyes.
The Cleopatra to all men's eyes.
The renaissance of beauty.
The happiness by all means.
April is blossom with Spring.
© 2011 by _Patricia Etienne
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