Admiring Maura

The metaphysics of a dimple
Is rather more involved than simple.

But when she smiles, at seven weeks,
Two pretty nothings in her cheeks

Make Maura most admired where she
Is Maura most reluctantly.

For nature capers most with grace
Through unfulfillments in her face;

And one sees most to rave about
By looking at what God left out.

From Boundaries