Bella Of Avellino Poem by abu tarek md tahsin

Oh Bella walks
The streets of spring
She sings of deserted blue skies
And playful evenings

The distant Apennines
Blesses Bella of Avellino
And jewels the night
Through her windows

Bella dreams
Of princes and Kings
And in her little kingdom
She sorrowfully sings

Of how she longs
A desire so true
To Wait for the day
When all her dreams
Will come true

Of how her prince
Would come
With a stallion of gold
And take her away
Into those mountains
So old

Bella is 13
In this spring
And her prince
Still keeps her
waiting!