CAROL

CAROL

1962

 

What does Carol mean to me?

A face, a smile, a girl I see

A certain type of personality.

 

 

 

 

 

 

The way she walks and holds her head

Her undulating gentle tread

How much can I say

About her for whom life is play

In her uniquely charming way?

 

The way she laughs makes me feel fine

Those warm eyes that always shine.

This entry was posted in Poetry. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *