A Stirring of a Slumbering Muse
Gazing into her lively eyes
is like gazing into the wealthy night sky.
But rather than rich in empty space,
a breadth of charm and grace
and subtle quirkiness
bringing a smile to my face
is infinite within her.
And the stars burn in her eyes, gleam
contagious passion and hope
and the kind of childish dreams
that cannot help
but to come true.