She carries Hawaii with her
In a secret purse
Decorated with flowers
And filled with magic.
That bag is within reach at all times
For her to open
And capture some island wonder
To add to her day.
It could be a rolling wave
Locked in her memory
From when she was a kid
Building castles on the beach.
Or perhaps it's a sunny ray
That comes to her mind
While she sits in a long meeting
And dreams of her family and home.
How unique it must be
To have that gift
And be able to transform any situation
Into instant paradise.
On my first date with her
I hope she shows me a glimpse of that magic
So I can see the lei she creates
When looking at the orchid in her hands.
(c) 2012 Vincent Lowry