Breath soft clouds, silver grey
cast on air of woven silk,
Carries here, all sense to please
perfume borne of sweet bouquet.
Languid wave from leaf-dark glade
shows hidden depths of green.
Peeping through, a placid eye
winks sparks of light between.
Where green cupped hands,
still raindrop kissed,
reflect the shadowed sky.
Always impressive, my dear
Always impressive, my dear Sue.
Thank you Carl, You always
Thank you Carl, You always make me feel good about what I write. Sue XX.