LOVELY LADY REFLECTING

Her hazel eyes hidden by the brim of
Her crisp, ribbon trimmed straw hat

Silent, sky, serene she sits

An image of reticent friendliness
Amidst babbling brooks of conversation.

At ease with her surroundings and
Herself

Passers-by ponder and pause by
This pristine image

Unaware of the torrents of emotion
Concealed within her, which
Their inquisitive gazes cannot perceive.

While absorbing the glow of
This placid park's exquisite flowers

She radiates their beauty
As well as her own

As if in a Monet masterpiece, she
Subtly sparkles with a tranquil loneliness
That speaks of hope eternal...beauty
Untouched...the wonder of life