Wednesday, June 18, 2025

Pure Beguile - Poem

Pure Beguile

Delicate blues and swaying greens,
   Soft twitter hums on musical breeze,
Child and chickadee en l'air swing.

Sun and light shadows gently frame
   Butterfly's dainty glissade sway,
Chassé, grand jeté, it flits away.

Bouncing curls and ribbons bright,
   Her pirouette's pure beguile,
Trace the air with God's gentle smile.


Janice Harten
9 Jun 2025

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