"Wings of Lace"

...wings of brittle, amber lace

kiss me softly on the face

fleeting heartbeat left me swift

wherein somber mood did lift

like a breeze, such sweetness flew

and left me happy, fresh, and new

a confection of sugar, of tiny hope

a child's bubble blown of soap

a simple beauty, small and warm

without a knowing has removed my thorn

a fanciful ode to innocence

has brought forth so much happiness...