Poetry

2001
Katie Allard, Aged 16
Hertfordshire, UK
From where do you get your splendour?
From where do you get your splendour,
That brings a sparkle to mine eyes as I gaze at you?
So minute and secluded from life itself,
Yet so dazzling, so vivid.
Passers-by stare at your beauty,
As they wish for their deepest desires,
Counting only on your magnificence to conform.
From where do you get your splendour?
That in a pin-prick can astonish me,
More than any rainbow or material obsession.
Necks will crook to stare at you,
Conversations will be freezed.
Just to watch you, with such content like a baby studying
Its mother with amazement.
From where you get your splendour,
Is from the one I am besotted with.
Hath you stolen the diamonds in his eyes tiny star,
And been so resentful of there purity
To hath put them in your sapphire abyss?
Replace these jewls that bring me such bliss,
And set off back to the sun.
© 2001 Katie Allard - Contributed in November 2001

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