She Knew
As she lounges upon her pillows.
Through open window
She sees the daffodil dancing yellows.
As the sun, is dawning
Her mind begins a wandering
And she knew…
She meandered and mooched, through
Yesterday’s events of where, when and who
Beautiful things at her threshold
On this morn, events yet untold
And she knew...
Foremost she must glide
Her curvaceous backside
From where she laid dreaming
In her soft feather bed
pencils, paper, poems written, and unread
scattered upon the floor
a night of yearning colourful words and more….
And she knew…
Just lovely- thank you
Delightful