An Angel's Teardrop

My lazy muse went wandering around When fallen into my knees, I astound A cute lady like a coloured teardrop Fallen from heaven an angel's eye drop. She sat silent on my lap, I wonder Shy or timid, what her cute mind thunder In bright red attire with black beauty spots An angel's love blot, my muse I forgot. O lady, from the Garden of Eden Did you come with a tweet from the heaven? Or to tie my naughty mind on his seat And to teach me to taste nature at least. While my thoughts fly far away to the sky Tiny wings blossoms, ladybird soars high. Second Place in STRAND CHOICE W,any form,any theme Poetry Contest sponsored by Brian Strand