She sat at the end of the pier
Staring out at the sea.
She wore a brown coat
Drapped in white flowers.
Meditating, her all gold bicycle
Smiles at the waves.
A stranger I met-
Carrying her sunny personallity
From warm place to warm place .
Adorning her ivory fur hat-
Whose hairs although dense
Flutter in the breeze-
she climbs onto the golden stalion
And with a kind good-bye wheeled
far away.
Thank you for posting this. It was so beautiful I cried for about ten minutes. I guess I'm having a sensitive day, but really, thank you so much. It really lifted my soul.
ReplyDelete-Stephany
the girl with the golden bike
thank you so much for your inspiration, it is people like you who keep giving me things to write about.
ReplyDeleteI wonder if Stephany would mind if her picture was posted along with this beautiful poem?
ReplyDeleteIt turned out almost as sunny and happy as she is. The meeting on the pier between poet and the wistful girl, Stephany who was the inspiration for his words appeared to me quite a perfect "meet cute!" (A fun and unusual meeting of two people in a fun and unusual way.) This was a beautiful day made more interesting by the meeting on the pier with the fun girl with the gold bike and the sunny glow!
DLK