Virginia Wylie: Doris in Words

Ephemeral, celestial
Can mere words describe our Doris?
What draws us to this sweetest miss?
Yes, she’s surely fair of face
Yes, she moves with calm and grace
Yes, she speaks with gentlest tone
Reminding us we’re ne’er alone
But when she takes us by the hand
Her secret’s there to understand
Doris loves in spite of everything
Her touch is of an angel’s wing.

Virginia Wylie

Virginia resides in Brookdale Orange City, Florida and is the author of the poetry that appears here. The views and opinions expressed in this poetry are those of the author and do not necessarily reflect those of Brookdale Senior Living.

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