"By The Fernbrake"

photo by Leo J. Beachy

By the Fernbrake, deep and shady,

There I met a dark haired lady.

Dressed so fine in silk and flowers,

There she whiled away the hours.

Waiting until noon.

"Are you Lost?" I asked the lady.

"Is this your home, this Fernbrake shady?

Will others come by star and moon?"

She only smiled, and began to croon,

I'm only waiting until noon.