The Girls

And when I saw those petals lying there                       

I thought of you with all your

Tumbling hair

Pre-Raphaelite

A golden child

With wide blue eyes

And skin, your skin, so fair.

And when I saw those petals lying there

I thought of you with shiny, rain-like,

Silken hair

A Latin look

A Celtic child

With almond eyes

And olive skin, so rare.                                                   

And when I saw those petals lying there

What tugged within

Releasing fragrance, laughter,

Playgrounds, open-air?

Today it was rose petals lying there.

Another day it could be

Seagulls in a seaside square,

A snap at Anglesey

Young riders on their ponies

A kite caught in a tree

Or shrieks from children

At a summer fair

But on this day

I saw those petals lying there.