QUEEN: Skeins of delight

Anointed by golden hour

she ran across

dark Spanish sands,

a queen, eager to greet

the shell-laden seahorses

galloping shoreward.

Hoisting billowing petticoats,

legs adorned with decades of sunjoy,

long braid gambolling,

she cheered on

a retinue of scruffy,

floppy-tongued everydogs

racing by her side.

I took a mind-photo,

embroidered it

with skeins of delight,

and gifted it

to the present.