Robert Lindley Poet Sonnet

Caressing Virgin Soil, With Soft Caring Hands

Caressing Virgin Soil, With Soft Caring Hands

In her garden, wearing old pants and her long tresses
caressing virgin soil, with soft caring hands.
Generous to a fault, kind heaven blesses
she a gem of far away Asian lands.

Dawn's early rays would sparkle in her eyes
as she rose to smile at the rising sun.
In her thoughts up and away she flies
to have herself some harmless wishful fun.

Landing between heaven and joy on earth
she would pray sweetest happiness for all.
Later with piety pray aloud for all her worth
remain silent waiting for return call.

Angel wanting others joy above her own.
ONE MORN, FOREVER AWAY SHE HAD FLOWN.

Robert J. Lindley, 11-29-2016

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White Wolf November 29, 2016 at 7:37 PM There is nothing average about your sonnets! I find them all exceptional indeed! This one too has a distinct Robert flare that I have come to know and love. Have you given any thoughts to releasing a sonnet book? I know a printer.

Doug Vinson November 29, 2016 at 3:37 PM Wow, Robert, you have a serious handle on the spirit that moves other people. And, aw heck, man, you had me with just the title.

Chris Green November 29, 2016 at 2:53 PM An absolutely beautiful poetic description of a true angel. Nicely done my friend.

Nette Onclaud November 29, 2016 at 2:41 PM such a soulful write which touches the very core of my heart.. i hope we can meet with your wife here in the philippines, robert... a keeper, this one!.. huggs