I wrote this poem for a dear friend of mine, Annabel. She’s an amazing woman of extraordinary talents and beauty, kindness and mystery – and, with a special place in the wishes I make…
From a winter cold
To the green of spring
As with summertime
Autumn makes me sing
Each month in a trance
Like magic, her spell
The one I adore
Lovely Annabel
Often on my mind
Her drum in my heart
One wish on a star
Meaning to impart
All three-sixty-five
Beauty around me
Yet, none may distract
She’s all that I see
In looking ahead
A distant light glows
Brightening my dream
– together, love flows
© 2025 Phil Perkins
PHOTO CREDIT: modified photo from unsplash.com.
Sweet Thing, by Van Morrison (1969) – see lyrics here.
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