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Thursday, August 31, 2006
My Brown-Eyed Sue
Susan, bold as she can be,
Pretends no maiden modesty;
flaunting her charm,
city garden or farm,
She is a sight to see.

Brown gaze lifted toward the sky,
Bold as the sun, yet soft as a sigh;
sweet blossom of spring,
a pretty, young thing,
She sings, give love a try.

Susan, fresh as she can be,
Dances in fields wild and free,
bumble bees in her hair,
yellow skirts all a flair,
She is the love for me!


photograph originally posted on Controlled Chaos
July 27th, 2006
Photographer: Rob Harrington

posted by Charlene Amsden at 10:55 AM | Permalink |


  • At 9/02/2006 2:48 PM, Blogger Nea

    Ahhhhh this is precious, very nice Quill, both your poem and the picture. Love a field of Brown eyed susans, don't see them much here, used to have them in Mom's garden.

  • At 10/02/2006 7:16 AM, Blogger Pauline

    Very playful! I like it.


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