She a Princess God Hath Made
She A Princess God Hath Made
As I trekked one lonely night,
walking those country roads,
glowing full moon in my sight,
roaring of the croaking toads
Across the lake flowers grew,
meadow set in sweet refrain,
sweet scent so ripe and true,
I desire it again and again
Life's sacred treasure came,
a vision of your love gifted,
afterward nothing was the same
my soul was forever uplifted
I'll love her until stars fade,
majestic mountains wear down,
She a princess God hath made,
wrapped in beauty and soft gown
Not a mere dream my mind saw,
a future sight given unto me,
She was to be my lover, my all,
the answer to my fervent plea
As I returned to my empty home,
that night set me to thinking,
If true, all roads lead to Rome,
I'd best stop my whiskey drinking
Robert J. Lindley
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2015
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