Love is found when least expected. … by poet Rudolph was strolling along a winding countryside lane, humming a love tune. The clear sky shone bright, and merrily bright birds were twittering as they flew from tree to tree, whilst a brook was bubbling as it wended its way to river that flowed nearby. Still Rudolph was dejected. Love, alas, had passed him by. Nature failed to attract him. Despite his meanderings around the surrounding countryside, he had not found his soul mate to make his life complete. He was particular in his requirements, seeking perfection. Suddenly, he took a different path towards the wide river. There sitting under a willow tree, strumming a guitar Rudolph saw the most beautiful woman of his life Her eyes were closed, but Rudolph instinctively knew they would be verdant like the grass she was squatting on. Her golden tresses fell in gentle curls, her red lips inviting. Could he have found his angel on earth?