believe the sun
when it imports
mirage of my smile
on your kitchen wall
time is ripe to rise above
poetic delusion and accept
that when parallels finally
crisscross at infinity
beads on the lemonade
I’ve brought for you
Would dry……
Frank Lisa IndiRa Francesca Roger Platt Cornish Martin
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-my-friend-lisa-deer/
