She came for me,
From Paradise,
From high above,
Only for me:
And her name is Daphne.
Yes, her name is Daphne,
O, her name is Daphne,
What a name – Daphne!
Her beauty still glows,
Wherever my sight goes,
Untainted and unblemished,
Always for me:
And her name is Daphne,
Yes, her name is Daphne,
O, her name is Daphne,
What a name, Daphne!
Her virtues have no blame,
Purity is her sole claim,
Her character beyond compare,
Created just for me:
And her name is Daphne,
Yes, her name is Daphne,
O, her name is Daphne,
What a name, Daphne….
The times I shared with her,
Always in my memory stir,
She is my being’s delight,
My blissful eternity:
And her name is Daphne,
Yes, her name is Daphne,
O, her name is Daphne,
What a name, Daphne!
Pretty girls I have seen,
Beautiful yet somewhat mean,
And the more I see of women,
The prettier she is to me:
And her name is Daphne,
Yes, her name is Daphne,
O, her name is Daphne,
What a name, Daphne!
Stories of love and lovers,
Make this world look fairer,
But the best of all the tales of love,
Will be about her and me:
And her name is Daphne,
Yes, her name is Daphne,
O, her name is Daphne,
What a name, Daphne!
Yes her name is Daphne,
O, her name is Daphne,
What a name, Daphne!
A tower of beauty in a mind so pure. When one reads this
gentle loving ode they know they have been moved by a poet who has truly loved. It is a great accomplishment and it makes a delightful poem as well. There are flowers that grow in carefully tended gardens and there are flowers that grow unexpectedly in wild unattended fields. I believe the poet in you found this flower in a wild unattended field and took her home and planted her bloom in your garden and there you tend her and she continues to thrive for the world to see. Such a loving tribute you bestow............you know who!............. so why type it? laughs......