I told the world I met a woman

I told the sky about her beauty,
And a thousand stars fell to earth
Since they could not compare

I told the trees about her wit,
And ancient groves bowed in deference
To the wisdom of one so young

I told the sea about her kindness
And the incensed surf subsided
'Til it was smooth as a summer pond

And to the birds I send regrets,
For having heard a voice so sweet
Their songs seemed full of sorrow


A poem given to me earlier today.