Andrea

"Andrea"



Thanks for the happy smile.


It lifts a sad world a mile.


You make my melancholy sky, a jolly one.


A yellow rising sun can be fun.


Makes the tearing fountain pens run.


Living life can be a complex pun.




A mind's quick rush induced high.


Black and orange butterfly floats by.


Poetry's pumpkin's pie.


Below the sky.




Dew drops ascend into the clouds.


The singing song maker endows.


Like you, to me, with your heartfelt vows.




Tomorrow's borrowed time, today, will never go away.


Always to stay.


To love you for another day.


All in the way you speak what you say.


In your heavenly sent wordplay.


Spoken to me last Saturday.




On Jon Billets' Birthday In May.