For you my lovely swan for whom I shall about
For your lips brings favor to my eyes
And speak wisdom into my heart
You are surrounded by trees that are big
Filled with birds and bees that adore thee
Oh! Shall I speak of how successful you are?
With your trophies and treasures beside you
In the pastures you run in frolic and a cheerful face
I adore you and take the teaching you bring
And the essences of smells that saviors my tongue
You provide, you love
You teach, you care
And give out your best to the ones taking your learning
within
You dance and jump like a swan, a ballerina
Twisting and turning and gracefully falling
I catch and grab you in my arms so tightly
Because I only have sometime to spend with thee
Oh! How you sing with a voice
Rushing waters and gusty winds
Crying out to me, With excitement, you sing
With a lovely smell, a rose, a delicacy
And soon you shall grow more with grace and beauty
Oh my love, I cant even explain
How graceful you are, an angle with wings
When you smile, I fall victim to love, affection
… Sigh! How could you be so great and I so meek and of
nothing
But yet you open your arms, like a mother lets her child
in
Even if we go wrong, you always welcome
Us back to your arms, to you, I shall show love
Fair maiden of love, my sweet dear, Deighton Griffith
By Chad Browne
Originally Posted On Site: 2010-01-13 16:54:07
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