A little bit of Marcel.................

With grateful thanks to our friend Marcel for writing such wonderful poetry.................

Amid a thousand fragrant blooms



And a heady mix of sweet perfumes


I thought I saw a tiny face


As delicate as silken lace


With cupids lips, cherry red


...Among the flowers in my garden bed


Enchanted I could but transfixed stare


As her honeysuckle wand she shook loose from her hair


And enticed a kingfisher of the deepest lustre blue


To stop and sample of her wares, and sip of honeydew


And then at once she was no longer there


As she faded into the summer air


Was she real- I can not know


But in my heart I truly hope so.