a poem for Helena

This poem goes
to a gorgeous lass
Who’s really funny
when she gives out gas
Too often than not
she belches out
She’s one of a kind
- without a doubt!


In the morning she comes
wearing a smile
Owing to the night
that was worth her while.
If you see her
with a morning frown
I guess because
she was never out to town.


When she starts
her work for the day ….
Better be quiet
or out her way
She could be an angel
she could be otherwise.
She’s a real person,
witty and wise.

There’s so much to like
about her –
Her singing, humming
`and swearing like no other.
In the office
we could have hours of bliss
Because of her and her phrase
‘What the fuck is this’.

So there you go my partner
and friend….
Hope you’re okay with this,
my life you won’t end.
You are liked and loved
the way you are.
Stay that way – lively & bright
like a shining star.

... a petal from a rose