From warmth given from creation
From warmth given from shining sun
From rain I’m beautiful to stun
From pleasurable gifts of ration  
From given heavenly location
From morn’ till night, I will please you
From delights to bring you to fixation
From the moment I catch your view

You may stand still, at times, I give reruns
I am known to relieve some frustrations
hope you’ll dance with me before my life’s done
Cress me lightly for I am fragile hun
I feel storms approach, pick me and run… run!
My life is short, best to be held by you
Take me home; plant me I’ll birth many ones
I leave behind beauty as I pass through…



Poetry By: pegnelson 9-22-11 huitain form