My Lady Poem by Wakefield Mahon
My Lady
My lady is like a springtime morn
Dancing in fields which flowers adorn
My lady is like a summers day
Watching the little children play
My lady is like an autumn eve
As sunset matches the color of leaves
My lady is like a winter's night
For in the dark lies the promise of light
Every season of the year
My lady fills my soul with cheer
So, like a rose petal, soft and sweet
I'll lay my kiss upon her cheek
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