SUSAN AT HER PIANO

Her piano in the beams of the late day sun

Atop the gilded ivories her fingers run

Sleepy cat sprawls above

Bathed in the warm sun and Susan's love

Her guy is shooting pool

Downtown in the old bar

Birds sing on the window sill

She listens for his car...

They're both artists

And they love my art

In their home I am a guest

I photograph the heart...

She's such a very pretty thing

With many talents, and she cooks,

Her long red hair flows like a river

She's a lover of good books.

They treat each other very fair

Considerate and wise

He is always there for her...

Her heart is in her eyes...

I love sweet couples

People brave enough to believe

Precious light pours graciously upon

They who are open to receive...