The poem is about an elderly lady with a heart that shines. |
THE ART OF A HEART Few but not many realize this one woman with a heart, Like so bright as a sunrise reflecting a divine art, Or it is just a surprise how Word created her part; Reminds me of the blue skies having a good day to start. Even she is dearly bright and so radiantly shined. Nice as she can be in sight with charm that she is so kind Can be expressed with delight and beauty that comes in mind, Even with glamour so right in her heart that she did bind. Let me also say that she is one wonderful mother Of her two children would be a sister and a brother. Uniquely, you have to see she’s a mom like no other. I am writing word for word with respect that I define, So it surely will be heard that she does certainly shine. Even she’s free as a bird and by far shows a good sign. The art of a heart illumes a true paradise of love, Even when one just assumes this feeling comes from above. She has this feeling that blooms where some are unaware of, And how my words just became intact with a deft construe Realizing to see her name if it’s seen clearly in view. Eugene Kristoffersen |