SYLVIA is always gay. When she winged to earth one day, Through the wonders of the sky, She caught a star as she flew by, Green and gold and amethyst, In her tiny baby fist, And hid it in her little breast As a secret unconfessed. Like a jeweled lantern she Shines for all the world to see. In her eyes the sparkle beams, From her burnished hair it gleams; Radiant all she does and says, All her pretty, twinkling ways -- Just because she dared to leaven Lifetime with a bit of heaven. Sylvia! Without your spark, Oh, the journey would be dark. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ALIENS (TO YOU - EVERYWHERE! DEDICATED) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON DEATH (1) by MAXWELL BODENHEIM NICHOLAS NYE by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE A SATIRICAL ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF A LATE FAMOUS GENERAL by JONATHAN SWIFT THE BLUE BIRD by LAWRENCE ALMA-TADEMA THE HARES; A FABLE by JAMES BEATTIE |