Sun KissesA Poem by Chris Shaw
She's not too pleased that she's been teased
by boys, who like to have their fun. It's not her fault that she's been caught by sunbeams in the noon-day sun. And there exposed upon her nose (retrousse*), is a tiny trail of specks and flecks, the sun's delight, left on her skin, once winter pale. "Now don't you fret my little pet", says Father to his fair of face, "Those kisses for my pretty miss are like the stars in outer space". "They're quite unique, forget your pique and learn to love your freckles well, then teasing boys can stew or queue with those enchanted by your spell. * pronounced retroussay (French) for tilting up
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21 Reviews Added on November 28, 2018 Last Updated on November 28, 2018 AuthorChris ShawBerkshire, United KingdomAboutAlbert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..Writing
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