She made her presence fill the afternoon

Amber eyes and hair of Scottish queen
Skin  of cream and lips for whistling tunes
She  made her  silent presence   felt and seen

Her artist’s eye was studying the scene,
Imagined and embroidered like a moon.
Amber eyes and hair of red flew free.

I can see her smiling and serene
As I wandered in from winter gloom
She  made her  silent presence   felt and seen

In her eyes, I never saw disdain
Only love which waited for its home.
Amber eyes and hair so  bright it flamed

Now we age, what part of us remains?
The eyes  still have  perception wide that blooms
She  makes her  presence   felt  but does not scream

Over us, the end of life may loom
Do not quit creation all too soon
Amber eyes and hair of Stuart queen
She  made her presence  fill the afternoon