WOODLEAF HERE SHE IS

She likes to consider the pro and cons
Of the things her love is built upon.
Her busy mouth, silly twist,
Her questioning brow and very small wrist.

Here by the pond she ponders apart,
This simple beauty suffices her heart.

Humming souls echoing sweet tweet-tweet,
With pierced ears and dimpled cheek.
Her slim legs and brown her eyes,
Not cold, but kind & somewhat wise.

Here by the pond she ponders apart,
This simple beauty suffices her heart.

This nature Love has given her--
The sky, this pond the Woodleaf tree.
She shall return, she'll come again,
Next time she comes, she'll bring you her friend.