A Pretty Woman

She was a bouquet of delight

When first she gleam’d upon my sight;

A lovely presence the heavens sent

To be my life’s ornament;

Her eyes like stars that are so rare

Just like twilight’s beauty, her dusky hair;

The image of her that these words drew

I gazed at her as the time flew;

A gorgeous shape, an image gay,

To haunt, to startle, to brighten this day.


I saw her upon nearer view,

A pretty face but an enigma too!

Her awkward movements light and free

But graceful like lady liberty;

A scarce occurrence in which did meet

Humble ways and gestures sweet;

A creature too bright and good

With human nature’s changing mood;

Along with brief sorrows and simple wiles,

Came praise, blame, love, kisses, tears and smiles.


And now I see with my eyes serene

The very pulse of this machine;

A being breathing thoughtful breath,

An instigator of life amidst all the death;

The reason firm, the abstinent will,

Endurance, foresight, strength, and skill;

A Perfect Woman, nobly planned,

To warn, comfort and command;

Yet a spirit still, bold and bright

With something of angelic light.


-The Travellothoner

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