Golden Girl.

Goldfinch60



The Golden Girl walks as though gliding on ice,

In a world of her own , where no  others intrude

On the thoughts of her loves, that have long flown past.

She smiles serenely, at a moment remembered,

In a time, almost forgotten.

 

Others just watch the gentle sway of her hips

As she smoothly goes past them, ignoring their stares.

She’s deep in her thoughts, for those whom she cares,

Only seen by the light formed by her blue shining eyes,

Of a time, just recalled.

 

The swing of her long blonde hair moves in time

With the gentle glide of her steps, that transport her,

Away from your view, into her past, that only she

Can unlock, with a key to a box recently  found,

To a time, thought lost.

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 3rd, 2023 01:06
  • Comment from author about the poem: Just some words I wrote many years ago.
  • Category: Reflection
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  • orchidee

    Good write Gold.

  • LIZ

    This is beautiful! I was actually swaying my hips and smiling as I was reading! 💫

    • Goldfinch60

      Thank you LIZ, sway away and smiling is so good.

      Andy

    • Teddy.15

      I saw it all dear Andy, beautiful ❤️

      • Goldfinch60

        Thank you very much for your kind words Teddy.

        Andy

      • BlessedbyGod

        Very beautiful write Andy, very beautiful

        • Goldfinch60

          Thank you Melissa, very much appreciated.

          Andy

        • Neville



          this is without any doubt one, if not the very BEST Goldfinch60 poems I have ever had the pleasure of reading .. Neville 💛👍

          • Goldfinch60

            Most kind Neville, thank you very much.

            Andy



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