An Omen
OH YEA COME AND HEAR MY WORDS,
FOR I HAVE SEEN AN OMEN,
A VISION OF SWEET AND GENTAL GRACE,
WITH ENCHANTMENT THAT IS WOMAN.
WITH SKIN SO SOFT AS CLOUDS ABOVE,
HER EYES LIKE PRECIOUS GEMS,
WITH HAIR LIKE THAT OF WOVEN SILK,
SUCH BEAUTY FROM WITHIN.
TO BEHOLD THIS PIECE OF HEAVEN,
WOULD CAUSE A HEART TO SWOON,
TO WATCH HER GLIDE ACROSS THE FLOOR,
OR TO SEE HER IN A CROWDED ROOM.
SO IF BY CHANCE YOU SEE THIS FACE,
THIS TRUE AND VIVACIOUS FORM,
KEEP CLOSE WATCH UPON YOUR HEART,
FOR IT IS YOU, I WARN.
Copyright © Donald Roddy | Year Posted 2009
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