Posted:
Where will I find her, my beautiful fair lady?
Is she near the lake or under the trees shady?
Softly I tread along the wild grasses and the weeds
Skirting the water's edge where the lilies breed
My heart started beating fast as the time flew
Will I really find her before the day is through?
I untied the little boat and quickly drew the oar
Midstream I was when a cackle the air tore.
I turned my head and there she was my pretty little swan
She was having all the fun while my face was wan!
That graceful neck, the white wings did a picture make
She lifted up and skimmed rapidly across the lake
"Come back!" I cried out afraid that she'd be gone
What should I do without her but be so forlorn?
"I have to go you know that and for that there is a reason
Its time for me to go for its the change of season."
So Farewell MRD its the change of the season!!!!!
comment:
p_commentcount