Tag Christie Moses

Why; Hello Colin good morning mate Son, there is no accent in hands of fate Throw out the tea and chug the beer Then I bet you find a keg in ere Everything is a riddle once it is spoke The tag is from you to me and then some other folk But who should I choose, I’m here to say So many beautiful feathers float by my way Once while I was taking a path from here to there When I noticed beauty beyond compare She made me smile and she made me think Looking at her was like taking a drink She made me feel good and forget all the rest I reckon that is a true poets test The only thing I really did know What a wonderful beautiful soul My only complaint of her poetry was the last line For I was hoping to have just a little more time Talk of someone who needs no adorning She plays a huge role in the global warming For she has a beauty that could melt Glacier Ice I guess everything wants to see beauty so beautifully nice So who is the beautiful Angel that I’m speaking of? Tag Christie Moses your it my love ------------------------------------------------------ Colin if I failed I apologize my head feels like it is in a vice this morning but I wanted to respond. I will keep this poem and then on a better day I will write a reply to you also. I feel better guys & gals 0r guy gals & gal guys - One just never knows anymore. At any rate God Bless you all, mj