The South Wind Prince

Soft golden hair, the wind, so fine The sun does always shine, on a Prince, so fine Soft blow , through cupped hands The warm wind, spreads it's light through the lands The Prince of the South Wind............ The crown ,like the sun Gold and bright, lives in South land light Warm and light so, The Faeries did follow......... Bathed the Prince, in golden glow He walked on through , the walled garden too Passed the sundial, to the Great Hall To see the Tapestries........ To sit a while............. The sun shone on the Great Hall Golden light did fall on the Princes's hair The wind ,so fair The Faerie tapestry especially welcoming Tiny glowing lights found On the Princes's crown The Prince had great love inside for, within the castle wall What he loved most of all The Flower Princess Whom he wanted as his bride For the wind, warm and light Flowers on a breeze Such colour,so bright The scent, a delight