I doubt that I shall ever write
a poem that shows the full delight
of ones so fair and so very full of life
but try I must the humble muse in me
put in words what is near heavenly
for only in my dreams and welcome fantasy
am I permitted to barely grasp the hidden reality
of the Creator’s delight with awesome She
made by He for unworthy fools like me
some may win love and some may lose
some men seem to have whom they choose
but all men who feel her touch are winners
able to share a measure of life’s ongoing adventure
with the Creator’s most perfect and joyful creature
jdm/09/20/2009
