Non-sexual, poetry, romantic Any and all comments, including constructive criticisms, would be appreciated. ===================================================================== THIS WORK IS COPYRIGHTED BY THE AUTHOR AND MAY NOT BE REPRODUCED IN ANY MANNER!. Any posting or reposting on any website or to a newsgroup requires my permission first . This story should not, under any circumstances be used to make a profit by anyone other than the author. ===================================================================== Love is Beauty by Dave Billy Blakes' house is a tumble down in a back street row for the poor There are broken panes and clapping boards And splintery, crooked floors. The side door trellis is broken down And a rose vine clambers through. The kitchen stoop has lost a board The old cellar door lacks two The weeds really push their way among broken bottles and tin cans to get to the light of day. But pansies bloom in a corner nook. A lovely elm sways over the lot And on it's top most branch there sways A cardinal gay with red topknot. He whistles a love tune for a mate. He sings: "My Dear, if you'll come to me We will build our home in the lovely spot And be as happy as Billy must be.