Douglas McClarty

(Northern Ireland)

A Lovers Dream


Many a journey home I've looked at Knocklayde
I could tell its mood by the colours God made
On a sunny day it displayed its many shades of green
Yet long winter days looked grey, a desolate scene

Some day it's my dream to climb to the top
Just to sit there looking, relaxing on a grassy spot
Looking at the fields of Ireland, savioring the view
But more important, I want to sit there with you

Together we'll climb each step hand in hand
A journey unknown to my love, be unplanned
When we get to the top, I'll bend on my knee
Will be the perfect place to ask 'will you marry me'

Submitted: Sunday, March 30, 2014
Edited: Monday, March 31, 2014

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  • Valsa George (5/28/2014 6:53:00 AM)

    An ideal place for a lover to propose to his lady love! The backdrop too is perfectly romantic! Enjoyed! (Report) Reply

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