She’s a darting smile in honey sweet sun
a soft speckled nap in the shade
She’s a bright red bird weaving in the trees,
a shimmering root in the reach
She’s the smoke in a starry night skyline
a kiss in warm crying light
She’s an oft turned page under tired brown eyes
a tale of trumpets and song
But most of all she’s a love long sought for
a quiet reminder of strength.