Sunday, October 23, 2011

"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.

2 comments:

The Orange Tree said...

fun rhyming words.

smiles, glad to see you in.

Rose said...

Catchy rhythm!