Kevin Michael Bloor

Lorraine: (by the gods foretold)

Timely as a new-born spring

Fragile as a linnet’s wing

Chatty queen of party crowd

So outspoken, loud and proud

 

Princess, who has perfect poise

Singing skylark ‘bove the noise

Naïve girl, who’s shrewd and wise

Nothing ‘bout her to despise

 

Beautiful and breathing love

Holy angel from above

Tender, tough, straight-talking, true

Slender foot in slender shoe

 

Luscious laughter, festive fun

Subtle as a smoking gun

Worth far more than grimy gold

Precious: By the gods foretold!