My Lady
My lady
I see her face so clearly
Complete without a vice
Her every thought is purity
She comes my way yet thrice
Have seen her in a waking dream
Felt her kindness on me fall
Ageless beauty, peaches cream
Her loving me enthrals
No name, as yet unmet, the lady has
But no cause to fret about
Old friend from, fore the dawn of time
I have no never doubt.
Don Johnson
Copyright © Don Johnson | Year Posted 2011
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