she loves 

    little pink bows

and playful kitty-cats

and puppy-dogs

and riding on merry-go-rounds

and when somebody paints

    her tiny nails red

and one day she would love

    to catch a unicorn by its silver horn

and share her bubbly love with him.

She likes 

        frivolous chit-chat on her cell phone,

Whatever is the newest fad,

Echoing songs on the radio

And blue-eyed blondes

       (or brown-eyed burnettes or green-eyed redheads).

Her favorite sport is basking in the sun.

And one day she would love

       to travel around the world

       and absorb all the excitement she sees.

She adores

     Chilled white wine served at elegant parties,

And the quick flicker

     Which glows from a diamond.

Observing the ocean, and perhaps,

     Drawing a little sketch

Could never bore her.

     And one day she would love

To make enough money

     To settle down and rest.

She enjoys

Bridge games until 9:00,

Watching reruns of Gilmore GIrls,

A nip of brandy to help the day pass,

Knitting afghans and woolen blankets,

And rocking in her cushioned

Oak rocker.

And one day she would love

To turn the clock back for a day

And ride on a merry-go-round.