...You Are

You are

You are

You are
my perfection

a polished gem
thoughts tumbling

You are my secret
my language of flowers
blooming in every bouquet

You are
my strength

a polished gem
thoughts tumbling

Surreptitious surrender...

My favored port

My ocean

and land

My mountains and clouds
My four leaf clover

My delight

My treasure

My good mood
on a dismal day

poem copyright ©2008 Anne Selden Annab

The Fairy Garden Poems # 46