Might I wander thru the
meadows,
Through the Lilies growing
there.
Gather blossoms, lovely
blossoms,
Select one for your raven
hair.
Might I linger by the
waters,
Flowng crystal clear, and
deep,
Listen to it singing softy,
Until, at last I fall asleep.
Arising early in the morning,
Might I catch a glimpse of
you,
Beautiful Lilies, crystal
waters,
Lovely raven hair to
view.
(c) copyright heather burns 2010
Wow, might I say, what a lovely poem, from a lovely lady too, giving praises to nature's wonders, and to some one's lovely hair.