(a Poem for Yvonnes` eightieth birthday)

 

I watched her for a long, long while,

Dancing with a lithely grace,

Wondering `did she never smile?`

This lady from the far-off place.

 

Then suddenly, like day-break beaming,

Ivory through a forest gleaming,

Laughter, lightening her face,

Spread sunshine through a shady place.

 

And sent one shaft – like Cupid`s dart -

Clean through the sinews of my heart.