Red Wine and Sophistication

Mar 11, 2008 - 20:14 PM PST

Tallest in her class
Face Buried in a book
So easy to up pass
But I took the time to look

I could see her mind turning
I could see the spark
I could see the deepened yearning
Through her pupils o so dark

Older guys as a teen
Maturity, Intelligence
The men in books were so keen
To the desires of their mistress

Beautiful in High School
Her eyes fixed towards Europe
Each essay written was a jewel
One small step to help her cope

Awards with her writings
She's following her knack
Getting out required fighting
And now its time to pack

Now she's off to college
Where people train to learn
Maybe she'll make it to magic Europe
I wish her luck, with all of my love