An Angel's Teardrop
My lazy muse went wandering around
When fallen into my knees, I astound
A cute lady like a coloured teardrop
Fallen from heaven an angel's eye drop.
She sat silent on my lap, I wonder
Shy or timid, what her cute mind thunder
In bright red attire with black beauty spots
An angel's love blot, my muse I forgot.
O lady, from the Garden of Eden
Did you come with a tweet from the heaven?
Or to tie my naughty mind on his seat
And to teach me to taste nature at least.
While my thoughts fly far away to the sky
Tiny wings blossoms, ladybird soars high.
Second Place in STRAND CHOICE W,any form,any theme Poetry Contest sponsored by Brian Strand
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