Poetry

(after WilliamWordsworth)
 
It was at the beginning of the night
when first she came into my sight
and at the moment when we met
her car’s lights were shining bright,
 
her hair was in the twilight golden fair
and the wind did bring chilliness to the air
while her eyes like golden stars did shine
as if to them there had never been a care.
 
and somehow I was lost and in love
when with a brilliant smile she did my heart move
and I was dumbstruck by this apparition, angel, and woman
with a depth of emotion that nothing can remove
 
and the expression of her face
did at a nearer view bring her greater grace
while she acted with adult spirit and liberty
and she was a beauty and not commonplace
 
and she acted with strength and goodwill
did talk with knowledge and did act with skill
and was gay, thoughtful and bright
and with great love my heart did fill.
 
[Reference:  “She was phantom of delight” by WilliamWordsworth.]