Madonna Of Ages

Madonna of ages, ---she stands alone,
Men not caring, ne'er leave her alone,
The picture not wanting, the portrait is done,
And she is the Mother of my darling son,
Beloved they ponder the look in your eyes,
Beloved they ponder the young wanton smile,
But I know the secret, the truth in your heart,
And man isn't ready for his hidden part,
Your eyes they are flirtatious, there's gait in your smile,
I've looked so longingly, into your eyes,
The smile is for all man, tell stories to please,
You are so more love than portraits need,
They ponder your smile love, the charm in your eyes,
Your face never changing, your eyes always calm,
If the picture could'st talk love, tell story true,
The portrait of love is a portrait of you,
- - (A portrait of man).

by June Elizabeth Matthews

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Nicely polished poem