Gloucester Daily Times
---- — Why do I love thee?
Just because the universe is wide
As it was meant to be
What is there in your face
That is more than beauty?
Is it the eyes — blue, green or brown —
Shinning through sorrows
And moments of glad grace?
O mother, sister, peasant, queen
From whence your strength
To maintain through generations
The preservation of the species?
You are not the gleam in men’s eyes
Nor a reflection of the sun
You are in the sky in orange and red
Or a rainbow at midday