NOTHING SWEETER

Nothing Sweeter
(from a guy to his lady)

In Breeze-blown Fields of Green, red Poppies Grow, and Purple PeriWinkle Blossoms, Too; there's Sunlight Making Yellow Asters Glow, and Morning-Glories Shining Pink and Blue.

There's Jasmine, Rose, and Soft garDenia Scent, the Smell of Bread that Fills the Kitchen Up; but Times with YOU are FAR more Better Spent – I'd Rather Hold YOU Near, sweet BUTTER-CUP!

Copyright 2013 by Marie Louise Nickerson