Friday, November 18, 2011



Such a tiny angel,
A wholesome young sprite,
Of fulfilled passions becoming,
A vessel of pure innocence.

As the elves of Hookey Wood,
Your beauty has inspired,
A lust for this life,
And hopes of better times.

The ethereal embodiment you,
Comport in every precious smile,
Brings me into a wonderland,
Where peace is like a king.

Wings that flutter softly,
Beat the rhythm of my heart,
Can I catch you forever,
Oh pretty, pretty Seraphim....?