MIGHT I
Might I wander
through 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
softly,
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.
copyright by heather burns
Nice poem, very lyrical.
Nice poem, very lyrical.
My Secret River