sandals (Photo credit: Shockingly Tasty)
She wore red summer sandals
And peasant skirts
She drank in the sunshine
Like a sensual balm
And for this special goddess
No day could come to harm
She was the essence of
The perfect summer day
She wore purple summer sandals
And stone-wash jeans
Her hair a hallowed glory
Like some angel in our wake
She had the perfect balance
A generous give and take
She was the essence of
The perfect summer day
© Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
helenvalentina 
You have a gift Helen of defining character and capturing the essence of them. Lovely. It is that time of year again isn’t, summer and all the magic that comes with it.
Thanks Michael!! 🙂 🙂