' Audrey, the Orchid ... '
Audrey, Isn’t A Rose …
She Is The Embodiment Of An Orchid
Audrey, Is An Arrow
Her Words … Are Right On Target
And Her Verses Are Perfumes
Her Thoughts Not Easy To Forget
Straight To Heart, She Blooms
Her Sentences, Bear Her Scent
Now, Audrey, Could Be A White Rose
(But She Is Definitely, An Orchid)
And Oh, The Things She Brings and Grows
To The Soupers’ Produce Market …
For: Audrey Carey-Haick
Keep Using That Light-Fragrance
That Stays, Long After You’ve Gone Audrey (smile)
Your Poet-Friend,
MoonBee
Copyright © Moonbee Canady | Year Posted 2009
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