Maisie's been holding down her head all day, <br />Her little red head. And her pointed chin <br />Rests on her neck that slips so softly in <br />The square-cut low-necked darling dress she made <br />In such a way, since it's high-waisted too, <br />It lets you guess how fair young breasts begin <br />Under the gentle pleasant folds of blue. <br />But on the roof at lunchtime when the sun <br />Shone warmly and the wind was blowing free <br />She lifted up her head to let me see <br />A little rosy mark beneath the chin— <br />The mark of kisses. If her mother knew <br />She'd be ashamed, but a girl-friend like me <br />Made her feel proud to show her kisses to.<br /><br />Lesbia Harford<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-improver/
