I walked right by a poem today

Then stopped and turned around,

The house is lit by sunny rays

Its disdainful grace abounds.

 

A ring of unruly flowers

Surrounds the vibrant lawn,

And the pillars rise up like towers

Keeping watch through dusk and dawn.

 

Frozen on the grass there stands

A testament of Beauty and Grace,

The woman walks with outstretched hands

Pulling a dove in close to her face.

 

And one is left to wonder,

Could that be Hope on Emily’s palm?

With message resounding like thunder

Yet leaving a lasting calm.

 

I walked right by a poem today,

It’s frozen in time and space

And I found I did not want to go

From its disdainful grace.