There was something strange that did draw my sight <br />as if she was an angel of the light, <br />as a apparition from heaven sent <br />she filled more than a single moment; <br />a women with her own ways and own will <br />but made great with some divine perfect skill. <br /> <br />Like me she was but a mortal being <br />but her glance and her voice made my heart sing, <br />right there maybe God did not intervene, <br />her company was sweet, somewhat serene; <br />a women with her own ways and own will <br />but made great with some divine perfect skill. <br /> <br />Her lovely bright eyes did mine squarely meet <br />and she was sculpted perfect to her feet, <br />her actions was at her will, true and free <br />and bright like the sun she smiled at me; <br />a women with her own ways and own will <br />but made great with some divine perfect skill.<br /><br />Gert Strydom<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-women-with-her-own-ways-and-own-will-collins-sestets/
