Sweet Mallory
The thought of thee
Can save all wilting flowers.
Your smile's hold
So true and bold
Contains a healing power.

Brightness follows all your footprints
As you lift others and inspire,
And now within my heart, once kindling,
Gently burns your loving fire.

Now hold me close
I beg, sincere,
A simple honest notion,
When out the corner of my eye I spy
You slip my drink love potion.

-Victor Tinsdale