Kim Hartzell

by Matthew Scott Harris
(schwenksville, penna)

(countless years hug hoe ~ a half dozen)
twas spawned a fondness for thee above named young lady,
when first she got assigned to thine offspring
a glint of genuine virtue grew into a shimmering orb
of brilliant radiance that if accorded a sound - would ring

the tune of countless angels, which imagined beatific,
Democratic, fantastic...sounds generated via many wing
heavenly music filling the cosmos with joy as august aural,
choral, epochal...tones would zippily zing

from across the universe
spurring one me silly mortal to contrive this verse
attempting to capture her aura, charisma, enigma...purse
sue ing a dynamic link with said progeny - n did nurse
emotional and spiritual value with dedication she did immerse

latent social services skill,
plus natural radiance a blessed hire
at Central - in Norristown, Pennsylvania,
whose visits i will miss and tha lyre
plucking voice stilled concern
for precious Shana Aubrey, who does a spire
to challenge and grow - this father may spill tears -
his lessoned role of fatherhood he will not tire

and glad fate that though our paths
will probably not criss cross
curiosity will gnaw within me noggin -
and possibly rub raw the minor loss

viz, the persevering maiden USA touch of Kim -
lichened to Hart tee Moss
in her rooted cultivation of care
toward thee biological lass a lucky toss

of the genetic combination
from Matthew and Abby Harris - our jewel
shimmering with facets of luminescence
reminding me of one human gem stone a kool
aid - priceless staff member of the human league
whose golden presence doth gently rule

without doubt a beloved unbridled priceless counterpart
some lucky guy pledging his troth yes - yule
see stars in your eyes
no doubt disappointment felt by other guys
envious of he, who snagged Kimberly Hartzell -
so worthy and wise!