Moonbeam Mari Anne
The Moonbeam Mari Anne
A poem by Brett Somers
The moonbeam graced the Austin sky,
The Mari Anne spirit whisking by. Spreading her love,
Her mysterious zest,
Manifesting turquoise upon my chest.
And back she slipped,
Beyond Austin she skipped,
Like a stone on placid waters,
The sound of her pitter patters.
Swoops into New York and settles in.
A jeweler of bead and pin,
Crafting her Mari Anne,
For yet another grateful and devoted fan!
This poem is dedicated to the gifted jeweler and accomplished graphic designer Marianne Walther!
-From WinkofHeart ;)
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