Lady From Spain
LADY FROM SPAIN
Across the road down Glory Lane
Past golden fields of wheat and corn
Lived a lovely lady from Spain
She tended crops since she was born
She often drew the people's scorn
She returned it w ith great disdain
She prayed they would hear Gabriel's horn
And in their grave they would be lain
For the contest sponsored by Charles Messina
27 January 2020
Copyright © Curtis Moorman | Year Posted 2020
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